When SHE said I smelled like a dog and I was getting a Spa treatment I pictured “my” Spa…not HER sink…in whose world is that a Spa treatment? Where’s my massage? Where’s my paw-ti-cure? Where’s my wonderful blow-dry and brush out? where? where? where?
The things I endure to not smell like a dog….at least I was fluffy and SHE was happy!
Make someone you love SMILE today! BAYL…
The Dante Diaries 
Snorts with piggy laughter. Oh my little friend. That bottom picture of you in the towel – you are so *not* happy. I’ve seen that look before with Houdini. Snorts! XOXO – Bacon
Max commiserates. Welcome to the land of the 99%,
Oh, Little Guy, so sorry you did not get to go to your favorite spa. You do look be u tee ful, though, & SHE looks very happy, so maybe the sink was worth it! Give HER a big kiss for loving you so much & taking such good care of you..
I love making HER happy but….I still got robbed…a sink is NOT a SPA!
Poppy has the same look at bathtime, but happy, happy, happy when it’s all over – just like you. You are so fluffy after your bath Dante, looking handsome as ever!
Oh Barb…you make me feel even fluffier!
Oh Dante you looked soooooo sad during your bath. You look so fluff-a-licious after though!