Sunday, December 1, 2013

Grooming time

Here's what happened when I set up the grooming table.
Run to the safe house!

Pretend not to see her.

Crud, she saw me.

Now she'll never figure out where I am.
 
I lured him out with a trail of turkey pieces.
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8 comments:

  1. Two French BulldogsDecember 1, 2013 at 5:45 PM

    don't look
    Lily

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  2. Dougall-the-ScottieDecember 2, 2013 at 1:16 AM

    Hey mate... Those paws are a dead give away!

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  3. DukeDecember 2, 2013 at 2:44 AM

    The hoomans always win! We want to see your holiday AireDo, Miro!

    Love ya lots♥
    Mitch and Molly

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  4. ann @ studiohydeDecember 3, 2013 at 12:07 PM

    Aww, this is so funny. Bless him :)

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  5. meowmeowmansDecember 3, 2013 at 7:01 PM

    Oh yes, turkey pieces almost always do the trick, don't they? :)

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  6. ShirleyDecember 4, 2013 at 8:45 AM

    Fabulous pics. Turkey is always a good attitude adjuster. The pleasure/pain principle.
    Shirley, Wilberforce and Higgins
    xx

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  7. RubyDecember 6, 2013 at 12:53 PM

    BOL!!!! Oh Miro, that happens to me ALL THE TIME!! Thou, Ma doesn't have a table, she just crawls around on the floor with the clipper...FUN TIMES!!
    I'm okays except when it comes to my hinnie and my ears! I always give her a growl...BOL
    Kisses,
    Ruby ♥

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  8. UnknownDecember 7, 2013 at 10:12 PM

    not the turkey pieces! Who could resist? :)

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