Tuesday was grooming day. Everyone knew it and also knew not to tell Kenzie. However, Kenzie should have known, he had to take a half of a tranquilizer pill. If he takes a full one, he can’t even stand up. We loaded into the car and nobody let on where we were going
We started out with a groomer who came to the house in her pick up truck with a grooming trailer. After a few times, Kenzie was fired as a customer. It seems that every time Kenzie “fire hosed” the lady in the face. Kenzie still swears that the lady’s face was always on fire and the lady swears it was on purpose. Miles away from the groomer’s place, Kenzie knew. He started panting and whining. We arrived and Kenzie was panicked. Kenzie doesn’t read well and thinks the sign says “Sadistic Pain Palace”.
When we got out of the car… no Kenzie-you’re going the wrong way!
After They got him insiide, he still wanted out. I had to block the door.
Really, Kenzie, look at all the new friends waiting for us. After the deed was done, They came to rescue us (again) and we were the last 2 left. Kenzie had this mean look in his eyes.
Kenzie couldn’t wait to evacuate
When we got home, we couldn’t find Kenzie
He was under the bed. All Tuesday night and yesterday he wouldn’t eat or be sociable. He just found a spot to hide and/or sleep and did it. We watched over him. He wouldn’t even eat-something I’ll never understand. He’s all right this morning. I had to go to the vet to get my every 25-day shot for my Addison’s disease, so this post is later than intended. I thought I was going to do it yesterday, but I had to watch over Kenzie.