It Happened.

The day began as any other weekend day. Since Dad was home, he took me out and fed me. Later in the morning, I got some overdue grooming:

Then I checked out some of the pre-Christmas gifts Dad brought. One was a huge bag of Purina kibbles, and the other was this interesting looking bottle:

Hmmm….some type of high-fiber oatmeal treat? The dog on the label sure looks happy. This might be something good. I just wasn’t sure. Then my parents tried to lure me into the bathroom. This is never good, and I wasn’t going anywhere near it:

I had to be dragged in, and then it happened:

That happy dog on the label is a traitor. When it was finally over, I dried off and (inevitably) turned into “whacked-out” dog. I’ve written about this before. It’s a transformation of which I have no control:

So it’s over. I guess in human terms it’s kind of like going to the dentist. You just have to do it every six months or so. Plus, now I am as pure as the driven snow which I removed from the driveway.

I love you – later!


About minniekamper

I am the world's best dog. I was born November 23, 1996 and I went to live with the world's luckiest family on February 1, 1997. I love bacon.
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One Response to It Happened.

  1. phillydad says:

    I am not sure which coat style I like best, the Mohawk or the clean black and white look. Either way you look sharp.

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