My dog knows kung fu
The dogs are getting groomed today. Not just any grooming on many levels. First off they are not going to petco. My one dog who is not the brightest can say in his best rainman voice, "petco sucks."
I called around and got recommendations and picked a place near the highway on the way to work that does drop off. I get there and it's raining (duh) and I see the place on one sign it has the groomer's info and on the other (same door) it's all moo young chee chow (or some such. Not trying to be offensive I just don't remember and it wasn't any of the major ones I know) martial arts. From there it looks like the same place. In the window is a video playing of dudes in a field moving sticks (presumably sharp) and I'm all, "what did I get my dogs into?" I picture them coming home and putting their new doggy martial arts moves on us and dominating us instead and saying to me, "We'll put your food in a bowl on the floor, ass clown. Who's on top and who's on bottom now?"
As I approach the store front I see that the martial arts place is separate and there is a hallway going to the back of the building where the groomer is. K.
So we walk and and there are 2 little dogs being a gate and the lobby is all nice and plush and the little dogs are barking in little dog barks and timber and padfoot (3 minutes to Wapner) are gearing up to bark and nobody in sight. Well the lady walks out just as the barking begins and she says hello and then thanks the dogs. "Thank you. Thank you for the protection" and they shut up. All 4 of them. Stop dead quiet and sniffing ensues and she just brings them on back with zero anxiety and no problems. She tells me she runs it cageless unless there is a problem and I'm all that's fine and if they start bothering you they are fine to spend some down time in a crate. She's like they won't bother me if they don't bark constantly. Comedy timing. Doorbell rings. My dogs start to barking they are back with the little dogs now who are all whatever. The lady says it again "Thank you. Thank you for the protection" and they stop. Now if you don't know my dogs. If there is one problem we have left (besides trying to steal some fucking cheese during thanksgiving still have not forgiven Timber for that shit) is when the doorbell or garage goes they go nuts. They are totally calm with this lady no worries at all.
She's like the lady dog whisperer.
Who teaches dogs kung fu.
I called around and got recommendations and picked a place near the highway on the way to work that does drop off. I get there and it's raining (duh) and I see the place on one sign it has the groomer's info and on the other (same door) it's all moo young chee chow (or some such. Not trying to be offensive I just don't remember and it wasn't any of the major ones I know) martial arts. From there it looks like the same place. In the window is a video playing of dudes in a field moving sticks (presumably sharp) and I'm all, "what did I get my dogs into?" I picture them coming home and putting their new doggy martial arts moves on us and dominating us instead and saying to me, "We'll put your food in a bowl on the floor, ass clown. Who's on top and who's on bottom now?"
As I approach the store front I see that the martial arts place is separate and there is a hallway going to the back of the building where the groomer is. K.
So we walk and and there are 2 little dogs being a gate and the lobby is all nice and plush and the little dogs are barking in little dog barks and timber and padfoot (3 minutes to Wapner) are gearing up to bark and nobody in sight. Well the lady walks out just as the barking begins and she says hello and then thanks the dogs. "Thank you. Thank you for the protection" and they shut up. All 4 of them. Stop dead quiet and sniffing ensues and she just brings them on back with zero anxiety and no problems. She tells me she runs it cageless unless there is a problem and I'm all that's fine and if they start bothering you they are fine to spend some down time in a crate. She's like they won't bother me if they don't bark constantly. Comedy timing. Doorbell rings. My dogs start to barking they are back with the little dogs now who are all whatever. The lady says it again "Thank you. Thank you for the protection" and they stop. Now if you don't know my dogs. If there is one problem we have left (besides trying to steal some fucking cheese during thanksgiving still have not forgiven Timber for that shit) is when the doorbell or garage goes they go nuts. They are totally calm with this lady no worries at all.
She's like the lady dog whisperer.
Who teaches dogs kung fu.
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