This morning we did the thing I hate the most — my family took me and Mazi in the car to Mona’s, the Pet Groomer.
First of all, I don’t like to leave my house.
Second, I don’t like car rides.
Third, in the car Mazi and I share a very small space while Dad drives and Mom tries to keep us calm.
Mom sat in the back seat with Mazi and Dad held me while he drove (because I am so little). Mazi was very whiney. I knew there was something wrong with her, but they just weren’t understanding what she needed. They thought she was just nervous about the car ride. Mom kept saying “oh Mazi, you have the stinkiest farts!”, and Dad kept driving.
Finally, I wiggled out of Dad’s arms and got in the back seat and into Mom’s arms too, and smelled Mazi’s behind. I hoped they would understand….. Mazi needed to go outside and poop. But before we knew it, there she went! Right on the back seat! Oh, was it SMELLY!! Dad got the car to the side of the highway as quickly as he could, stopped the car and let Mazi out. Mom found a plastic grocery bag in the back seat and cleaned up the worst of Mazi’s mess, and then put napkins over the rest of it untill it dries. It’s too bad — Dad’s car is very nice, and has not had any big spills or stains before now.
After that, Mazi calmed down, and so did I. That is, until we got to Mona’s. We walked in the door of her store and there was a big scary dog there. And then, the dog was gone behind the counter. Very strange. The next thing I know, Dad is giving me to Mona, and I am behind the counter. It’s a scary place! There are other animals back there, and lots of messy fur lying around, and equipment that looks like it’s going to hurt me. Mona is pretty nice, but I prefer my family, and her store is a creepy place.
Thank goodness Mona clipped my toenails, gave me a quick bath & wrapped me in a towel and handed me right back to my Mom. I got to come home with my parents. Poor Mazi had to stay there. I hope she will come home again. If she doesn’t, I will really miss her. Even if she does make a smelly mess once in awhile.
Happy New Year everyone!
Today, there is a picture of my sister Mazi here. I think my Mom put a picture of her up because she is really getting on my nerves. Our nice vacation time is wearing on my nerves. Plus, now that I think about it, I got a great blanket for Christmas, but she got all the really fun toys. I AM a little mad about that.
Ok, I’m a LOT mad about that. Christmas morning, Rachel and her husband brought Mazi a gift, but NOT me. They gave her a big round bone. It was so big, she couldn’t even chew it all in one day. It just was not fair. Not only did she show it off in the middle of the living room floor where the family sits in a circle to open their presents, but then she pranced around the house playing with it like a prancing horse. I just burrowed right next to my mom’s thigh and stayed under the covers and didn’t look at anyone. I was NOT happy. Besides, there was too much commotion in the house.
FINALLY, everyone left the house in the early afternoon and Mazi went to her crate. I had the whole house to myself. I got to enjoy the couch and the blankets and pillows, just like I like. Peace at last. Mom, Dad and the younger daughter came home in the evening, Mazi ran around the house again like an idiot, looking for that round bone. But dad made her wait until the next day.And the next day? Whew! Stinky! Mazi has a problem being stinky anyway, but that bone made it SO much worse. I am so tired of her smell. It is really annoying.
Can you tell I’ve been a little cranky lately? Maybe I need a doggy vacation. That’s what Mom thinks. Ruff-ruff!