Gretel and Lloyd need a bath. A haircut too. They are going to have a play date with Clio, who is tiny and beautiful and smalls like a shiny princess. She is a lovely, lovely little dog. Gretel is feeling a bit self-consious about her dirty paws, bloating and gas problems. I try to encourage her, but I know how she feels. Today, as I was out the clippers and doggity shampoo, SHE said "OH, having a haircut? There's some green paint dried in the back of your hair there...just right there....." and she was pointing at my head and I gave her a look and she ran outside and up the hill without my having to say a word.
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