Harley Gets a Bath Because She Didn’t Wear a Snood {…oops }
I’m Harley. This is my story. All because I have long, beautiful ears.
Yard Brownies are da Bestest… Momma Doesn’t Think So
I’m Boone… I left the yard brownie in a secret spot.
I don’t know what the fuss was all about… I went outside to do my poopsies and potty, got side-tracked and found a yard-brownie my brother Boone left for me, and then poof… I was whisked into a bath.
And that was NOT on my schedule.
I don’t know why momma is so embarrassed about the yard-brownies (she calls them poop-biscuits). She insists they’re gross and tries to scoop them up before I gets to them, but she wasn’t fast enough today. She missed a piece!
I’m Luca. I eat socks. I throw them up. Momma doesn’t like to clean that up but I’ms such a good sock-finder, it’s inevitable!
I gots me a special treat... and then got it stuck in my ear hair... and that made momma… well, let’s just say I can’t repeat da words she used.
She was a bit frazzled because my sissy-pup threw up earlier in the day and that took a bit of work to clean up and then I went and had a party in da poop.
Nice, warm water. Makes me fall asleep during my baths.
So I gots me a warm bath (which I rather enjoy) but momma said it added to her shoulder pain and headache today. I thinks she still forgave me ‘cause I gots a pumpkin cookie after and she still cuddled me.
Here’s me with the cleanest ears ever. Momma said so. (She also said I had to wear a snood to go outside... sure, okay momma). And she said kisses were off-limits until she couldn’t tell I’d eaten da yard brownies.
Wet. Zoomie. But Clean!
Exhausted from my adventures.
P.S. Momma wanted to say something…
I collect leaves and pine straw on my walks. They almost camouflage. Can you find them?
Hi there, this is ‘momma’. Harley doesn’t think I’ll stick to the ‘snood on walks, snood for potty breaks or snood for rainy days’, but she’s wrong! She may have enjoyed the poop-biscuit, but I did not enjoy getting it unstuck from her ears.
Luckily, I caught Harley-pup early and her hair didn’t get matted. It was more like she had a wad a gum stuck in her hair… just it wasn’t gum.
Harley enjoys baths.
I enjoy no poop in her hair. So into the bath she went.
Dis is me… Harley {aKa Floofer-fluffer} waiting to go outside.
We solved future problems with a snood. Now I have one hanging on every door that leads outside… so the hubby and kids don’t forget. We put them on her for walks too. Fall may give us beautiful weather and colorful leaves, but it also gave Harley pine-straw hair and leaf mattes, so a snood it will be.
And to Harley-pup, momma is fast, momma is smart. No more poop-biscuit-facials for you!
Momma
If you’d like to avoid all future matte disasters, leaf collections and yard-brownie issues, try one of Harley’s snoods! Click here:
