I was minding my own business, snoozing in the middle of Mom's bed...
...when all of sudden, THIS happened:
Oh, the horror.
Mom said when I went to the vet after my seizure a week ago, I was so stinky that the vet musta thought I was a homeless dog. I have to go back to the vet tomorrow to have some broken teeth taken out, so Mom was determined that I was going to smell like lavender stuff instead of stinky dog butt.
I think we should have consulted the vet BEFORE the bath to see if that really mattered.
After all, maybe the vet prefers stinky dogs...
We are Sorta M.I.A.
4 hours ago