Yesterday was grooming day (which seems to come around often for us Scotties, but not often enough for Wen) and we loaded up early in the morning to drive to Elizabeth, Colorado to See Gigi, our groomer.
When we got there, a whole crew of dogs of all sizes from Yorkies to Cane Corsos was hanging out in the room with the grooming tables, because Gigi offers cageless grooming for dogs that don’t do well in a cage and can get along with other dogs.
That doesn’t apply to us Scotties though and the three of us have our own special pen for just us, because let’s just say that three Scotties running around with a bunch of other dogs would probably stir things up!
Gigi did her usual magic on us and we looked so good when Wen picked us up that she complimented Gigi over and over for how stylin’ we were.
I suppose that looking good and smelling like perfume is nice, but that doesn’t mean that when we got home, we three didn’t roll around on the living room couch, the floor, and in the grass out in the backyard and immediately we were back to some furious hole digging.
Our usual grooming day routine after we get home is to get fed, cruise around the backyard, and pick out our favorite spots on the couch and love seat and take a big snooze. What better way is there for us stylin’ Scotties to end a day full of car rides and grooming activity?!
