August 13, 2009

White Dog went to the groomer this morning smelling a little "doggy," with lots of shedding fur, and with her pink belly muted by tummy grime from lying out in the yard. She returned scented with cologne, wearing a sparkling white fluffy non-fly away coat, and with a perfectly rubbable rosy belly. She allowed us to delight in her softness and sniffable good smell all through lunch; then White Dog went out into the yard and rolled in the dirt. (At least Steve was able to keep her from rolling in cat poop during their nightly walk)!