Monday, September 16, 2013

Not Happy. Not Happy At All.

And everything was going so well, too. An early morning walk, a treat, the ball chase, a belly rub. But wait! What's that! Doggie shampoo? A towel? Running water? Oh no! Hurry, Maggie. Find a hiding place where you can see them, but they can't see  you.

I can see you.


Not happy. Not happy at all.


All better now.
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