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Monday, December 20, 2010

The Whack Job's Hack Job

My hubby is wonderful, I just found that he bought me a giant Hershey bar and didn't tell me about it - I guess he figured a fatty like me is like a blood hound on the loose searching out that chocolatey goodness!  He's great, really, just has a...different view on style.  Read on to find out more.
 Anyway, my hubby loves me!  I asked him to pick up a snack at the store and I picked the bag up and found that he got me TWO snacks, and one is yummy, yummy, chocolatey-ness.  In other, not so important news to anyone but myself evidently...I think our groomers was smoking crack yesterday, messing with LSD or some other opiate or hallucinogenic I don't know the name of.  Our poor Gigi was so embarrassed over their butchery - or what they like to think of as their mad grooming skills - she sulked with me all day.  My pitiful baby, she doesn't look like a yorkie any more, she looks like a hobo dog trying out for lead character on "Orphan Doggie".  I told them to keep her same hair cut, I just wanted it trimmed.  Is that really so hard to grasp?  Trim, cut her nails, and clean up around her bottom some.  Nowhere in there did I say to shave any part of her! 
 I kid you not, that lady asked me if she could shave the top of her back, from her neck to her tail like some kind of doggy mullet!  Of course any sensible person would adamantly refuse.  That wonderful husband of mine however, had the audacity to actually say it sounded like a good idea - in front of her!  I made sure to let her know right real quick that that was NOT a good idea, sounding like some kind of backyard, oops the kids got the dog shears grooming.  She tried to sell me her brilliant idea saying that it would help the rest of her fur lay flat...how in the world shaving her on her back was going to help anything I have no clue, but those were her words, I.Kid.You.Not!  That should have been my first clue to gather my pooches and head for the hills (or at least the car) but  no, me being the semi idiot I am allowed my babies to stay with her!  At least I had the wherewith all to refuse the mullet! 
 But now...her face is all mangled when she said she'd give her a "Teddy Bear Cut" around her face - if that is a teddy bear then I think she's been shopping at the wrong stores - I don't shop at Rejects R Us, Toys R Us works just fine for me.  She actually shaved her ears also, and between her back legs, she has no hair!  Then, as if that doesn't sound bad enough, her hair on the top of her head was cut in a V I with the point down toward her head and along her body...Oh Em Gee (Oh my goodness for those who aren't up to date on their teeny-bopper speak) she's short toward the front part of her body, then she gradually goes out and then back in - she looks like a hobo dog wearing a barrel!  To make matters worse, she shaved her freaking NOSE - the top of it!  Her nose?  Really I have never in all my life seen a dog sporting a hairless snout!  I think I should use her snuggie to cover up the whack job's hack job...my poor baby.  She was so upset she even ripped the bow from her hair - I guess she figured "Look Mommy, a bow isn't going to fix all this!"

Anyone know of a good groomer, because way out here in podunkville, anyone passes as a groomer nowadays!

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