After the late night last night, we got to sleep in a little today.  And by sleeping in I mean that I wake mother up at the exact same time every day, but after she feeds me and lets me out, I let her go back to sleep for awhile.  Bea and I are extremely thoughtful that way.
Father trudged on into the clinic early.  He had a day of Busters.  Buster One had to get his parts put back in by Dr. Quinn surgery woman.  Buster One has had surgery once a year for the past three years, father says.  His folks say that Buster One must work for the IRS because every year the tax check pays his bills. 
Buster Two, is one of the beagle clan that came to our grand opening party.  He was the newest arrival to the clan and still had all of his boy parts; at least he did until he came in for his sleeping procedure with my dad today.

By the time Bea and I arrived at the clinic there was  quite a duet of singing Busters.  Shortly after we got there, Aunt Becky came for her soap treatment.   Mother couldn't get over how long Becky's nails were.  "It's been too cold to walk her for the past few weeks, so I've just been letting her out in the yard"  Nana said.  "I guess what she doesn't grow in hair, she makes up for in nails!" she added. 

Mother just shook her head, "Poor ugly Becky" she said " a face only my mother could love ".

You would think that a dog that looked like that would make up for her furry shortcomings with a shining personality.  I mean I don't even need to be as sweet and wonderful as I am, given my extreme cuteness, but I can't help it, I just love everybody.  Not ugly Becky, she likes Nana, and her sister Tara, and pretty much growls at everyone else.  Nana says she's all talk, but when it came time to having her toenails done, no one wanted to chance it. 

Becky had to wear a black 'party hat', as sweet Sally calls it.  Call it what you want, it doesn't look like a party to me!