Saturday, June 26, 2010

Dogs Do Not Need Manis

So, every couple months, Sarah takes me to the groomer to get my nails ground. It's pretty boring. I mean, the groomer hooks me up to the grooming table, and she has a grinder that grinds down my nails. It's quick and painless, plus Sarah usually gets me a treat, like standing around while I get my nails done is some horrible thing I have to endure. I'm not going to do anything to change her opinion on this, as I do enjoy treats. A lot.

However, today, after I had my nails trimmed and we had gotten back home, Sarah decided that my manicure was not up to her standards. And so, I had to endure further humiliation.

Do not adjust your monitor. Those are my toenails. And yes, they are red.

So, I sat there while Sarah painted my toenails. Bright, bright red. No way to hide that sort of indignity when we're out in public. I would have fought against this, but really, when a human is painting a dog's toenails, the natural reaction is to just stand there, staring, and wondering what the hell is going on.

Anyway, I am currently attempting to figure out a way to get back at Sarah for this latest humiliating act. I'm happy to entertain suggestions.

3 comments:

  1. chew her lipsticks choppy.... time for revenge!!

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  2. Walking on the carpet while your nails are still wet? Practice your innocent look first, Choppy.

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  3. Ooh, Barb, walking on the carpet would be an excellent idea!

    And she keeps her lipsticks all locked up. She knows what I would do if I could get at them!

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