The Daily Baxter

I'm a Tibetan Terrier Puppy!

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Nov 19, 2009 11:20am
Ok, so after a day with Lynda the groomer I came home totally ruined.  I smell like crisp florals and feel like a bed of feathers and I am so bright-white clean I make a new pair of Hanes look dingy. I am a boy.  Dirt is kinda my thing. I spent the evening with my pouty face and but those little devil horns to work.  I hoped and I wished and it’s all coming true! It’s POURING rain outside.  And it’s campday!  6 hours of romping in the mud with a pack of buddies?  Don’t mind if I do. Grooming can suckit.

Ok, so after a day with Lynda the groomer I came home totally ruined.  I smell like crisp florals and feel like a bed of feathers and I am so bright-white clean I make a new pair of Hanes look dingy.

I am a boy.  Dirt is kinda my thing.

I spent the evening with my pouty face and but those little devil horns to work.  I hoped and I wished and it’s all coming true! It’s POURING rain outside.  And it’s campday! 

6 hours of romping in the mud with a pack of buddies?  Don’t mind if I do.

Grooming can suckit.
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