Hark, the footsteps get closer, maybe I should take a look. Its only Mom, what does she want, are we going outside or maybe I can just humor her for a while running after one of my toys. Why is she picking me up, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Thats a warning Mom I am not in the mood for any grooming today so just forget right now! She is going towards the sink, oh help my friends, rescue me from her grip.
Well Mom wins again, I got my face trimmed and washed and she trimmed my other end, you know the area that we dogs sniff each other. She trimmed and washed that part, how degrading. Well I must now tell you that I did get one good bite in. Ha-ha Mom take that. Oh dear she looks upset now and there is a liquid coming out of the part of her thumb that I bit. She put me down. Now I have that "bad dog feeling". Next time perhaps I will just let her do it. Or not.
Now back to that dream, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn, ah treats, toys and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ