Last week mother and Vonnie were busy removing the sweet smelling anal glands. This week the focus is on removing something equally as valuable - fur coats!  First it was my gal pal Charlie.  Vonnie said that was to keep the dirty girl clean.  Today, Misty was the target.  Misty is one of our pet visitors that has the Cushions disease.  She had it so bad that one of her legs stopped working temporarily on account of her red syrup got too sticky and made something called a 'clot'; at least that's what mother said.  Mother also said the Cushions was making Misty's skin and fur all dull and flaky.  Her coat looked kind of like the breakfast kibbles that my girl Anna eats, but for some reason when I looked at Misty, I was not the least bit hungry.

Well, Vonnie is always going on about when she lived in the new York City  how she used to help groom dogs all the time.  So mother had her remove all of Misty's hair.  "It'll help the shampoo to work better" mother reasoned. 

Vonnie spend a couple of days in dog time removing all of Misty's hair.  To hear Misty tell it, it felt like weeks. Misty was really cool about it though, and kept wagging her little nub tail through the whole thing.  Her parents call her a "Havanese" but mother says she must have some poodle in there somewhere because "She's just the coolest dog". Of course, I am naturally excluded from all such comparisons. 

I barely recognized her when she was done.

Her transformation was way more dramatic than Bea's.  For awhile there I thought another dog had come for a visit, and I barked "Who are you? Whoooo are youuuuu?" a few times.  Then I saw the little nub wagging and I realized that the humans had just taken her coat. Flaky or not, it just doesn't seem right to take another dogs outerwear that way.

Being the adorable, center of attention that I am I don't know why they don't try to take my coat.  Except that maybe they know I wouldn't give it up without a fight.  They're smart to not want any part of this!