Scottie Spa Day
It was that time again. That time when Scottie Mom got us psyched up for a ride in the Scottie Mobile. That time we were pumped to embark on our next big adventure. And that time when we realized too late that we had been duped. It isn't even Howl-o-ween yet and Scottie Mom is already pulling out the tricks!
So there we were...happily trotting into a new building when suddenly, Scottie Mom passed our leash over to the person behind the counter. What's this? Scottie Mom wasn't coming with us? The horror! We dug our paws into the floor in protest but it was no use. We were doomed, destined to spend the afternoon in a bath tub filled with lots of bubbles.
Alas, truth be told, the visit wasn't all bad. We met three fellow Scotties during our stay with the groomer and we traded ArRroOos. We did catch Scottie Mom giving those other Scotties some love (so not cool) but we eventually walked out of that place looking like rock stars. Scottie Mom even gave us treats...to go along with those tricks, we guess.
The real treat will be for all our friends when they get to see us with these rockin' haircuts underneath our spiffy Howl-o-ween costumes. Oh, and you might see us sporting our good looks in the company of birthday hats next week. That's right...our special day is just around the corner. But we don't look a day older, do we?! Much love, Heather and Mr. K.