I saw a truck on the street the other day that was a mobile pet grooming service, something like “Puppy Palace” — it looked slightly sinister (blacked out windows) and smelled (when I walked past) of wet dog and shampoo.
At a party last night, someone made a comment that hundreds of years from now archaeologists will find plastic bags filled with dog pooh and think it was something our civilization worshipped — collecting it, carefully bagging it. It was funny when I heard it, but now, walking my dogs (corgis), it just makes me feel weird. Love the pedicure photo — such a sweet expression of the dog.
Not that much has changed except the doggie isn’t in a purse.
I saw a truck on the street the other day that was a mobile pet grooming service, something like “Puppy Palace” — it looked slightly sinister (blacked out windows) and smelled (when I walked past) of wet dog and shampoo.
I still marvel that American’s have an entire super store for dog and cat food. Oh, but I love my pet.
Pet Cockatoo? Dog? Cat? Iguana? Inquiring minds want to know 😉
A overfed cat named appropriately (aren’t they always) Zeus. And two lovely rats named Burt and Chew.
At a party last night, someone made a comment that hundreds of years from now archaeologists will find plastic bags filled with dog pooh and think it was something our civilization worshipped — collecting it, carefully bagging it. It was funny when I heard it, but now, walking my dogs (corgis), it just makes me feel weird. Love the pedicure photo — such a sweet expression of the dog.