They’re long overdue for a nail trim, but the vet has just begun to let owners come in with their pets.
Daisy Maisy Dixie Grace turned 13 today. She had a lovely day, full of treats, walkies and a turn at the front window where she waited for debbil cat to show up so she could bark at him.
(sigh) Complete with sticky green things in her hair. Funny girl.
Happy Birthday, Little.
…for the FedEx truck! Or Amazon, or UPS… well, you get the picture.
I’ve been pressure cleaning in the back…. well, along with getting stuck into Joanie’s List of Alternative viewing! Currently watching the Great Pottery Throwdown and love it! Never dabbled myself, but the people are so creative!
Anyhoo… here’s Badgy with her newly shaved rear end. Yes, I’m laughing. No, I haven’t completed the pressure cleaning. 😉
Maisy Grace, light shining on her, hunting. Just thought it was cool. And she’s been shaved as well. Hey, it’s hot here already… which is actually not the reason Badger’s pants were taken down. Heh.
Saw this on the net this morning and since it’s one of the few positive things I’ve seen in awhile, thought to share.
Praying you and yours are well.
I’m constantly buying new little babies for Daisy, as she likes to tear their guts out as a pre-dining activity. Especially bunnies. Not this one, though. He’s been around for some time. There’s no telling why he’s special, but he must be. To her, anyway.
…it would be grown out past my butt by now.
The patio table has become the grooming table, which is fine since we don’t use it for much of anything.
I think Joanie asked for a face shot… complete with hair in her mouth! Well, why do I have to be the only one!?
Badger wants your turkey!!
…but only if it’s raw.
...is a hoot.
Daisy, the 10lb wonder, decided that she needed this pvc pipe I laid behind the firebush bed (don’t ask me why; it’s not mine).
First she had to dig a nice hole to be able to get under it..
I just thought it was cute. But then, I would.
…or just a cut.
She’s twelve, is Queen Daisy. And not happy with the picture taking. Or the cutting of the hairs. After her haircut I’ll have to lug her majesty to the vet for a mani/pedi.