Before I get to the main topic I want to warn you about some disturbing products that seem to have hit the market in the land of Oz. Alert reader Honey sent in these actual photos from a recent shopping trip.
Honey and Mango yogurt? Please, just say no to these cheap rip-offs attempting to capitalize on my large and not to be distilled into food products self. And now they have included Honey too! When will the horror end?
My friend, Duchess, is hosting a spring cleaning contest to give all you doggies a chance to show off how you get cleaned up to celebrate the changing of the seasons.
Check out this link for the rules. You have until April 26th, so make haste! She does not have many entries yet and I know from reading your blogs that lots of you have been having spring cleaning adventures.
Now, we all know the Mango just loves his all too rare trips to the salon for a day of beauty.
Given that I am a full sized doggie not amenable to squeezing into a crate, I am allowed to roam freely and monitor salon activities during the day.
Which leads me to the fact that I am often frustrated by having to actually wait my turn for my soothing massage whirlpool experience.
As you can see, I am not pleased with being told that I was in line behind some smallish wet doggie and decided to take matters into my own paws.
Out of the way, smallish doggie! It's Mango time!
Drat! I couldn't get the little scamp to move. I will try to convince Groomer Lady to toss him by giving her the old Mango cheek to cheek.
Where are her arms? Methinks she is secretly rubbing suds into that little critter whilst pretending to pay attention to ME!
Oh! I think he washed down the drain! Pity.
EIEEEE! Still there! Begone! Evil line cutting doggie!
What's that Groomer Lady? The Mango must (gasp) remove his large and most looking forward to a bath self from the tub?
How dare you!
Look at little suds dude all smirking at me. Yuh, meet me in the dog run for potty break and I'll wipe that smirk off your bearded face.
OK! You don't have to ask me twice (more like 574,632 times)! I am leaving, but I'll be back and I expect all residue from previous bathers to be thoroughly cleansed from MY tub. Sheesh!
What of the PeeWee? Ever since he saw this movie on Jack's bloggy he has been talking nonsense about packing his bags and finding a snow spa.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. From Momma. Mango apparently loves his baths so much that if they leave the gate to the tub open he will walk right in and start howling for his spa treatment NOW! I am amazed at his dexterity on those narrow steps. Has he been scamming me about being afraid to go up and down stairs?