(Please note: I consider dressing up my dogs silly. These were gifts, so we thought we better do it and take a picture. And of course, this is the only one I can find on my computer at the moment.)
Well, last night I groomed Tugs. This poor dog had so much hair, and it has been 90 degrees outside. I had to do it even though it sucked all the life out of me. His nails are so long, I could paint them and grown women would be jealous of how long and strong they are! Just kidding. But you get my point.
I am seriously going to have to give myself a kick in the butt---well, I can't reach, maybe Russ can, and he and I can work on giving them some grooming attention and some walking time each week. Poor little doggies. They are my first kids...and I feel I have left them on the wayside.
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I can sympathise with the dogs! I'm currently at that point postpartum where all the hair that didn't fall out during pregnancy is now coming out in buckets! UGH! Thankfully I got a super short hair cut the other week.
My mum got Kiddlywink a bib that says "I replaced the dog" I laughed, but felt guilty at the same time.
I wish I lived closer. I would take them for a walk everynight with the Murph monster.
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