Saturday, December 23, 2000
Mom and dad clipped our nails today. After they clip mine, they put me upstairs with the crappy carpeting so I won't get blood on the nicer floors downstairs. I didn't bleed too badly this time...mom was pretty gentle. Dad holds me while she does the clipping. Then afterward, I got a manicure treatment of dark navy blue frosted nail polish. Hieronymus doesn't get nail polish. I guess it's because he's too much of a guy dog. Mom always calls me her little Pansy Rocker.
barked by Plato at 6:12 PM