You won’t believe what these humans have put me through these past 24 hours!
First, they made me come inside and stop barking. They got really mad when they saw the mud all over my fur.
Dad made me take a bath.
I hate baths.
I laughed though, because I left a lot of mud in the bathtub, and my fur held on to some of it too! I wish you could have heard Mom when she saw the bathroom!
I think I’m softer today, at least Mom says I am. That’s the only good thing.
They wouldn’t let me on the furniture, which is the second worst part of bath time. They say I make the couch stink if I sit on it when I’m wet, but that’s not my fault. I didn’t ask for a bath.
Dad tried to cut my fur today with the electric hair clippers. Joke’s on him though, my fur is way too thick and out of control…
Well, I thought the joke was on him. He found Mom’s hair cutting scissors and hacked away at my fur.
It’s embarrassing.
He didn’t cut much, really, because I ran away. But he did get the back of me cut short. Mom wants to brush me, but I’m not feeling it tonight. This has been really traumatic.
I hope this isolation ends soon. They’ve started talking about sending me to a groomer, but if they go back to work, they won’t have time for that.
They say they love me. I’m sure they do. But tonight, in the midst of this global crisis, I’m feeling pretty singled out.
Though I will admit, having the knots cut off my belly does feel a whole lot better…
Corona Can't Keep Me Down 