I've been rather hard on my my sweet, little Pugapoo lately. Alas, I must confess that his foul aroma must be blamed on me. I am his dog groomer and confidant.
After five years of having him in the bed, I don't really want him there anymore. But, this is my fault, not his. I ignored the signs and now he has become an overgrown, stinky mess.
So today, Pugapoo and I had a little grooming adventure. I must say it went rather well. He's very handsome indeed.
Pikachu even showed some brotherly love.
Dusty Bean agrees too.
Or perhaps, he's being lured by the promise of more carrots.
Carrots aside, Pugapoo has almost shed parts of his former personality. He has been frisky and puppy-like all day. I think I would give anything to see my sweet little furryness this happy all the time.