So let’s catch up.
I was sitting there, minding my own business when Betz grabbed me, picked up a black comb thing and started shaving me! I’d been shaved once before at a shop, where they shampooed me, combed my curls and then cut them all off!
I came home and Mummy was so proud of me – she said I looked gorgeous! Us girls always love being told that – don’t we?
But Betz, well, that was a different story. There was no shampoo, no combing out my curls, just a lot of shaving. But here’s where Betz went wrong, she didn’t have straps to hold me down so I kept escaping. When she finally gave up, (after Mummy said I’d had enough) I had three paws shaved, with one left making me look like ‘The Grinch’ Mummy said. One side was shaved, with the other mostly shaved. I had half my neck shaved and the other not.
I didn’t care, I’m not the most patient, I need to run and chase and scamper, not sit quietly while someone gets a shaver caught in matted bits (which did hurt!).
Personally, I think the shop was better because I was more pampered, but it was nice having Mummy in the room, ready to jump in when necessary.
Love her soooooo much!
See you next time…