July 27th 2005 6:06 pm
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Wow my new therapy dog vest arrived today. Mom sewed the patches on for me. She had a hard time getting the needle through so she made her fingers bleed... now there is a red spot on my ask to pet me I'm friendly patch. She'll get it off I'm sure. Tomorrow we are going to work at the kennel because mom's friend Roy is going out of town and mom is going to hold down the fort. That means I'm going to get yet another stupid bath. Darn I really don't like baths. I'm a good boy and when mom taps the side of the elevated tub I put my paws up there so she can lift all 110 lbs of me into the tub. I stand real still while she makes me a big soap ball. I don't mind all that so much. But then she gets this really loud, powerful dryer thing to blow all my dead hair off. YEAH.. I stand still for that too because I know when I get my bath I'm going somewhere to be petted. But Darn!!! Does she have to do this EVERY time? I'm starting to wonder what it's like to smell like a dog since I always smell like some fruity shampoo, or some foo foo stuff. Oh well if it makes her happy I guess I'll just smile and enjoy the day. At least I get to hang out with mom all day and meet and greet all the doggies coming to stay. Time for bed. Busy day tomorrow. G'night diary, Aspen Winter Winner AKA Polar bear.