Friday, November 20, 2015

No Mo Movember

You saw it, right? The glorious body of fur I was working on? Well would you look at what happened…
That's right, the groomer. I think you can tell by my snaggle-tooth scowl on the way home that I was not impressed. My hopes and dreams for Movember crushed...
I feel like such a turkey. Is that why they made me wear this neckerchief?
I'd feel so much better if you shared whatever that snack is you're having, now that I can clearly see you are in fact eating something...
…please. 

Well, at least I got my
back!

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