Ruby needed to go for a spa day but her appointment had gotten canceled. She was starting to smell a little like “dog” but luckily there was an opening yesterday at 10 am. That would be perfect since I could sleep in and not miss the Labor Day picnic later in the day. She got dropped off and her friend (the groomer) said he would need about 2 1/2 hours. He’d call when she was done.
She got picked up at 12:30 and she looked fabulous: nails ground shorter, a shampoo with some perfume, a perfect trim with all the knots removed, and a nice shiny coat! She even looked a little thinner! It was worth the $52. AND they hadn’t shaved her whiskers even though that’s supposedly standard grooming for Goldens (?). That was what I was told the first time it happened with Nicki and I was horrified. She didn’t even look like herself so I asked them to put a note in our file so they would never do it again.
Anyway, we’re home about 30 minutes and she’s rolling around in the yard trying to undo all the work I had just paid for. Once she’s satisfied, she scratched to come in and her new odor hit me like a garbage truck. She had rolled in poop and it was all over her collar, her neck, her ear, her everything. I try hard to be good at picking it up but she keeps leaving new ones, often right after I put the shovel away.
I guess she didn’t like the perfume and wanted to smell a little more like “dog” again. I did not want that so she got her second bath of the day- this time at home. And for free.