February 9th 2005 8:22 pm
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They did it. I went under duress but I got groomed. I know that I am a Maltese and we are suppose to be extremely clean. But I am set in my ways and I like a Flea or two. Mommy is outraged. She gave in and said I am allowed ONE flea if I go get groomed. The lady who did my hair said I was handsome. Well I already know that. I thought I would give her a hard time, but she was so nice. When mommy picked me up she didn’t recognize me. She said I look like I have a Dutch Boy hairstyle. I don’t know what that means but I wasn’t getting any top knot. She is trying her best to take a picture of me. Let her take a picture of that Yorkie Dasher, he loves I. He is the most spoiled dog in the world and he loves going to the Spa. He got all primed preened Puffed and poofed. He smells like the perfume counter at Bloomingdaleson Valentines Day. Mommy told the hairstylist to give him the Schnauzer cut. He loves it. Now he looks serious all of the time. Mom said he has a face of a Angel..yeah right. She won’t feel that way after she finds out about him driving her car and his Chocolate cartel. All I know is I am not going to the Spa for a while. I am going to collect a few more fleas in the meantime