The Groomers


One day my owners decided my fur was too tangled. So they took me to the groomers. It was aweful. I hate going there. They were mean, and gave me a bad hair cut. See how much my ears stick out!
I was very very sad.Everybody laughed at me. I hated it and was really sad. I didn't feel like playing and couldn't have any fun.
Don't I look cute!It took a couple of weeks for me to get used to it. By then I looked like a fuzzy teddy bear. My owners seemed to really like that.
Contemplating killing that guy with the camera...It's not so hot in the summer, I don't get food on my chest, no one calls me a 'she' and I don't seem to have to take baths as often. It sure grows out fast though. I shiver at the thought of going back to those meanies. Maybe I'll just let it grow long again...

What do you think about my short hair?


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