Trip to the grooming shop

Today I went to the grooming shop with my mom :-(. Don't get me wrong, I like going bye-bye but I get car sick and HATE being in a cage so she has to tie me up to her desk. Well, like I said, she tied me up to her desk and I just HAD to chew through my leash. What does she expect? She then had to run across the street and thought it would be a good idea to put me in the bathroom for a couple of minutes. Boy, was that a mistake! I chewed my leash into a million pieces, destroyed a shirt, scratched up a bucket and even let myself out of the bathroom! How smart am I?! She then tried to put another leash on me. But as soon as she turned her back I broke loose. I bet she learned her lesson!

Bittee 3 - Leashes, t-shirts and buckets 0