It's been a busy week. A whole lot of nothing as far as I am concerned. But apparently, as Mom tells it, I was as bad as a bad pug can be the other day at the nail spa. Hey, she can't say I didn't warn them. When I kick and scratch, wriggle and squirm, you can pretty much assume that I am not in the mood. But they persisted, and so did I. Both of the good dogs were all done, and two chicks couldn't even reel me in.
Mom told Dad she could hear the scuffle going on. She normally doesn't watch because I tend to be better when she doesn't. Not this time. First she heard, "Kim, a little help". Couple minutes later "this girl is stubborn". So she peeked around the corner, cuz she knew it had to be me making all the fuss. I was being so bad! I was writhing around, squirming to get loose, but those girls were stubborn too! Let's just say they don't call me WILL-ma for nothing. Those girls worked for their tip, that is one thing for sure. Today's pictures are not from the spa, Mom was way too embarrassed to document that whole deal on film. These are some shots from a walk in what we thought was a new park, and turned out to be a cemetery being expanded. It was nice and quiet.
See, it doesn't matter how you act, they are still compelled to do great things for you. We even got some whippy.