July 10th 2010 4:34 pm
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Friday morning early - my Mom took me to the groomer at Petsmart. Since she had to work and Aunt Marge was off - Aunt Marge had to come and pick me up. She came and got me and told me I was beautiful and blah blah blah, I was like "come on! come on! COME ON! LET'S GET THE BARK OUTTA HERE - Now please!" And she was looking at doggie pools and doggie life vests and doggie body gloves and asking me if I liked any of them - I was tugging and tugging to GET OUT OF THERE! And as soon as we did? I promptly squatted and took what had to be one of the biggest and best poops of my life ever - right outside the door! BOL! And Aunt Marge was like "Kylie! For goodness sake! There's no bags out here - now we have to go back in and get one!" So we did, she scooped my poop, and into the car we went. I was NOT happy in the car because she didn't let me sit on her lap like my Mom does. At least not till we were about halfway home. But I did like the Michael Jackson CD she played for me - "I'm Bad!" BOL!