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Fleeced?

Here’s what we looked like in the morning.

We’re just two terriers minding our own business and not bothering anyone. The They took us to Sherry’s Pampered Pets. Pampered, my patootie-we got fleeced. Look at us now:

As you can see, when we got home I complained loudly and Kenzie immediately went to find a place to hide and ride out the shame. Not only did we get fleeced, but He did also, plus He gave Sherry a tip. I gave Sherry a tip also (“Seabiscuit in the 4th race”) but I hope that Secretariat wins-so there, Sherry.

We don’t even look like ourselves. Bet you can’t tell which one is me and which is Kenzie in the after photos. (Hint, my picture comes first).

About Kismet

I'm an 9 year old Indian Ringneck parrot curmudgeon in New River, Arizona in the wild west country. If you're a sunflower seed, you're dinner.

4 comments on “Fleeced?

  1. I HEARD YOUR ARROOOO ALL THE WAY AT MY PLACE!!!! Hey, your peep did a great job of capturing your “Arooo” mid “Roo.” What is it with the bandanas anyway??? Guess He paid extra for that. Uh….TIPPED extra I mean.

    Geesh.

    Arooooo! Stuart
    PS You do look fetching my Kyla friend.

  2. You got a stripped ~ buzzed ~ blow job? Yep you get fleeced for those!
    Sweet William The Scot.

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