He MUST see the groomer, who is a fantastic lady by the name of Jessica who can turn my hairy beast into a Sheltie once more. Plus, he just doesn’t smell good, in that eau de dog scent that canines sometimes get.
He loves to get in the car. He can bark at pedestrians and drivers he doesn’t like the look of, and other dogs either walking or riding. With his new setup in the backseat he takes corners well, since the hammock he’s in prevents him from falling into the well in front of the seat. Plus, in this new car he has A/C vents blowing right on him.
Between getting a view of the world and kibble from time to time, what’s not to like?
Oh, and I’m dropping off a ton of books at the post office. All the books I should have sent off last week. (Hanging my head in shame.)