Thursday was nerve-wracking for your mama, and probably for you, too. You went to visit Lynne at Completely Gone to the Dogs for your first haircut. I wondered how you would do, because you let me do so little with your looks. Would you look like a poodle when she was done? Would she hurt your broken tail? What about those four dew claws? Would we lose our cute little boy to a well-groomed dog?
You were magnificent. Lynne said you did well and both she and Joanna thought you were a sweet boy. You looked great. Soft. Clean. Poodley, but still with your own identity. Cute as ever.
And totally worn out!
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