Mostly True Memoirs
No Regrets
The ice is starting to melt outside.
We let Blue out for her morning romp.
She returned inside, covered in mud.
Absolutely covered, from head to toe.
It was awful.
She’s in bad need of a grooming, but I put it off so she would have a thick, warm coat for the cold weather.
Now she has a thick, muddy, matted coat.
The weather is still really cold, so we couldn’t hose her off outside.
We had to put her in the bathtub.
It was awful.
Mud was everywhere.
It was like a mud blender went off, without the lid.
Blue had a blast.
She loved the warm water.
She basked in all of the attention.
She has absolutely no regrets.
Not a care in the world.
She’d do it again in a heartbeat, if we let her.
We won’t let her.
She’s going to the groomer next week.
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