Ho-hum... glucosamine for my big joints.A new monkey! Momma wouldn't let me have him because she wants to use him as a centerpiece on the dining room table. I wish she would at least take him out of the bag before he all suffocates.And.. oh no! A furminator! Eyieeee!!! I figured that after Peanut's furminator attacked his momma that she would know better than to let one of these in the house! I think that it injected the looney juice into Peanut's mom, because look at what happened to her.
Please don't use that thing on me. I don't want to go cracker dog!
Momma said it pulled so much hair out that she is going to use it EVERY DAY! Oh, the horror.Must have been good grooming day because my nails were declared TOO LONG and I had to go to the doggie doctor to get them ground down.Here's my after photo. It doesn't really bother me, but I pretend it does so that momma will provide a continuous stream of yummers during the process.I've received several concerned notes regarding Joey's blog about his momma buying Mango foodies at the grocery store. I don't know what the heck that stuff is, but last time I checked, I am still intact. Woot!So it ain't me.
And finally, I have learned to keep all chewies as close to my large and menacing jaws as possible... even if I don't really want them, just to keep pee-wee from getting them. Everything on the estate belongs to Mango!Mango Man! Oh yeah!