Trimming Day

You start when they are young and giggly and bouncy, and then you teach them how to use their nose, their mouth and their paws, and to use them in combo. We call it trial and success, because every time the puppy tries something, we make it successful for the puppy.
-- Nina Bondarenko

The dogs were visited by their groomer this morning to get their nails trimmed. I wash them regularly by myself, and I can do it very well. But trimming their nails is a different thing. They really hate that, and they scratch and bite you when you just start to touch their paws. Chantique peeing when her turn came. She and C'est Moi, they got one of their paws bled because they struggle when the clipper trim their nails.

Dad also got trimmed today. Not his nails, but his hair. I didn't go with him, but Miskiyah did. He looks more handsome than he was this morning, and I'll take his picture tomorrow after I dye his hair. Yeah, he still cares for his appearance, even though he doesn't date anyone now, and was upset with me when I teased him if he'd like me to get him a girlfriend. Hehe. Forgive me, Mom. It's just a joke, OK?

Be peaceful up there. We will always think of you every single day of our life, and you will always be Dad's one and only woman. I can guarantee you that.

I don't have flowers in my garden, but some of my neighbors do. I walked around and took these pictures. My neighbor's flowers. The pictures are prettier than this "painting". Just believe in me, in case you've never seen one in your life :)

I am going to read my new "Chic" magazine now. Just delivered by the newspaper boy this morning.

Happy Hump Day!