Grooming, Before and After

Yesterday I was taken to the groomer, AGAINST my will. As you know, we canines pride ourselves in our aromatic and punk style coiffures. We need to sport that lived-in look. That street-smart appearance. That look we spend weeks, if not months, to perfect is erased soon after we enter the spa.

Then...


Feathery paws to walk the tundra. To track in weeds and stuff.

Now...


... the Pussy Foot Prance.

Before...


The ever popular tumbleweed look.

After...


A "cleaner" profile. And needless to bark, a funny aroma.

At least they saved my street flag...


I wear it proudly.

Sad to bark, I lost my street cred yesterday.

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