Thunder and lightning are rare where I live, so I have an odd fascination with it whenever it does make an appearance. It woke me up at 4:45 this morning, and after peeking out on the patio to see what I could see (Admittedly it was hard to enjoy...what with my mother's voice in my head screaming at me to get back in the house and behave myself, and all...), I started to worry that Caleb may get upset by the commotion, so I hurried back in to scoop him and put him on the bed with me. After he got situated, he was asleep 20 seconds later. So much for thunder and lightning related hysterics!
After a few more hours of sleep we both grudgingly got up early to make it to Caleb's grooming appointment. No, Caleb does not need to go to the groomer, all they do is wash him, brush out enough fur for two or three more corgis then trim his nails, all of which I could technically do, but there is an unfortunate lack of windows in the bathroom at my apartment...I have a hard enough time keeping the humidity from the shower out of my bedroom (even with the bathroom fan going full blast)...and the prospect of eau de soggy dog permeating my apartment for a month afterward is less than ideal. Plus, I love these little old ladies who groom and love on him, and he smells WONDERFUL afterward, and always sports a snazzy new bandanna when I come to pick him up. So off to the groomer we go!
Of course, in typical corgi fashion, Caleb just had to pull something. I made it all the way to the end of our walk with a nice clean (but really pooped out) puppy, until I turned my back for one second to say my goodbyes and Caleb decided he was going to rest in the shade UNDER the front of my truck, IN a mud puddle. *EPIC SIGH*
Side note: Bark in the Park 2009. Be there or be square. If you happen to be in my vicinity, that is.


2 comments:
LOL with Caleb and the mud puddle; there goes that grooming session
sounds like you had a great day with your friend and her dog; so glad Caleb had a chance to socialize
you are right, we don't get much thunder/lightening in California; we got tons of storms when we lived in Montana; the lady at puppy school said to make a storm almost like a party so the dogs wouldn't get too stressed out about them. She said to try to keep a normal routine and not act concerned with the loud noise, etc. I love a good storm so that was no problem. Didn't phase Koda much either :)
enjoy Sunday
betty
Haha, Caleb, don't you know mommy just spent money on you to get you nice and clean?? Silly boy.
Gibson has never been to the groomer, for reasons you mentioned, but i am always tempted to take him! I'm sure it's so nice to pick him up afterwards!
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