The humans are always up to something.  I wonder if I'll ever stopped being amazed at what they'll do next.  I know that I've barked on and on about the sweet smelling anal gland essence that each of one of us canines possess; a scent so unique and special that the humans spend time harvesting it.  By her own admission, it is Sweet Sally's very favorite thing to do.
Today, the humans took that obsession to a whole other level; and I growl a warning at you, it's pretty disturbing.

Paisley was the cutest little black and tan Pomeranian that you've ever seen, at least that's what Vocal Vonnie said.  "The black and tan ones are really rare"  Vonnie barked on and on, "and Paisley's really cute.  I would totally steal that dog" she added.  Of course, we all know that Vonnie wears the Pomeranian colored glasses and thinks pretty much all of them are super cute.  I would have to agree that Paisley had some cute elements and was really well behaved during her stay with us.  I could tell that she had no idea why she was at the clinic though.

Vonnie got all set up for a procedure in the no-awake-dogs-allowed room, and after a few pinches Paisley was fast asleep wandering through dreamland.  The next step always involves Vonnie taking some fur off some part of the pets body, and it was then that I knew something wasn't right.  Paisley's back end was stuck way up in the air and  Vonnie emptied all of the anal gland essence, but then mother went right back over to those anal glands to put something in. She used a thick waxy material that didn't have any of Paisley's special scent.  After that Vonnie and mother were in the procedure room and I couldn't really tell what was happening.

It wasn't until after Paisley was back in her apartment, regaining her awareness that I saw exactly what it was that Paisley had had removed; two perfect little anal gland grapes sat on the towel near all the metal tools. 

Paisley had suffered the indignity of an anal gland harvesting like no other.  I could not image what she would do the next time she got frightened, or went to a new place and wanted to leave her mark.  Sure, she still had the yellow marking liquid, but any self-respecting canine knows that sometimes it's just not enough.

Paisley's mom was elated when she came to get her little girl.  "I'm so glad to hear that everything went well, and, no offense, but I won't miss having to bring her every month to get squeezed.  For a little dog, she sure made a big stink!" Paisley's mom shared.  "No kidding" echoed Vonnie "those glands were so big we had to use two tubes of the wax to fill them.  They were Golden Retriever sized glands!". 
That made me feel even worse for Paisley, to have such talent and no longer be able to share it with the world.  I have to bark that I look at all the humans a little differently now, and to keep them from sniffing around my hind parts I'll have to work extra hard at keeping my sweet smelling sac scent all to myself!