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miércoles, 5 de enero de 2011

Tutorial: "How to Take a Bath" (Dog Version), by Liah

Hello, Piru's friends.  As you know, I'm Liah, Piru's sister.  I'm the house's Princess, but even that privilege position doesn't free me from frecuently baths.  So, today, I'll share with you the bath process, my version.

FIRST: You have to catch the unsuspected victim, I mean, me.

SECOND: You have to remember to not let the shampoo get into the eyes.

THIRD: Don't let water get into the ears either.

FOURTH: While bathing, say supporting words to your dog, been wet takes away some of our pride.

FIFTH: Begin the drying process with the face, please.

Are we done, yet?

SIXTH: With long hair, use the blower in the cool setting.

SEVENTH: Dry the entire coat, even behind ears.

Oh, I'm already tired.

A fluffier me!

See how my hair moves?  Feels like I'm brand new!
 Well, that's all.  Now, if you excuse me I have to sleep for the rest of the day.  This bath leave me exhausted.

Ola kala!



lunes, 23 de agosto de 2010

Reality show

I was telling a friend that I live like in a reality show. Living with Mom and The Other One, who have several flashy things and follow me up and down, in and out, taking pics of me, leaving me with little time for my private affairs.

Do you see my point? Who can take a bath, take a little nap, eat a peaceful meal or do anything with flashy things illuminating you from head to butt?


Mmmmmm.....

Okey, okey, you're right, I do love to be photograph. Who am I kidding? Can I have my own TV show now?

Ola kala!

sábado, 15 de mayo de 2010

I Was Fleeced!

As you can see, I was fleeced.

Mom was smarter than me and tricked me to enter the pet taxi. Oh, I don't know how she does that.
Anyway, she took me to a friend of hers, that works with a vet, to cut my hair. She doesn't like when the vet gives me a tranquilizer for grooming, but Mom's friend talks to me while he cuts the hair. I don't like it anyway, but he finds the way; although, it takes all day to finish.
Mom's friend is not a professional groomer that's why he decides to leave my legs and paws all hairy. Mom says that now I look like Shrek's Puss in Boots. Damn Rumpelstiltskin, I even have the same belly!
All these haircutting and comparisons have left me exhausted. But Mom says it's not over. She bought a waterless shampoo because she thinks she's gonna give me some kind of bath.

We'll see...

Ola kala!