I've always had boy dogs. Because of this fact, now that I have Rikka, I seem to have lost my mind. I took Rikka in knowing that because she didn't have any hair on her body, nobody would fault me or call me "eccentric" if I put clothes on her or did "girly" things to her. They just naturally assume she has to wear them because she will freeze if she doesn't. Little do they know my Weimaraner wears clothing too... I AM a freak.
Anyway, I put Rikka in the grooming salon while I taught my 6pm class. I told them if they were bored, they could do whatever they wanted, and I'd love if they painted her nails.
When I was done with class, I went back to get her. They had shaved her face, which I wanted done, she has the most adorable little pink bow on the top of her head, and all of her toenails are flouresent pink. I love it, and at the same time I hate myself because I'm becoming one of those crazy people who do people things to their dogs. I need my head examined. At least I'm not the only one... Click Here.
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