My name is Thomas and I’m a crabby, cranky pain in the you know what. Today I decided I would no longer let the groomer shave my face. Now my mom has to take me to my favorite place to see my favorite people to get my face shaved….The Vet!
I'm pretty sure this was all part of his plan. He LOVES the vet and the vet techs. LOOOOOOVVVEEEESSSS them. They shaved him during the pandemic when the groomer was closed and have shaved him a few other times since then. Never mind that it's a pain for ME to have to pay for the groomer and a visit to the vet! Thomas.Aww, you do look pretty crabby, Thomas! But don't worry, it'll be over in a jiffy![]()
He'd eat my face off in the night. Or smother me. He holds a grudge. ILOVEHIMSOMUCH.Time for your very own Bravecto 5 in 1!
For someone who eats poop he's got some fancy tastes. Recently he refused to take his heart meds with peanut butter so now I have to use string cheese. I am not surprised he has decided to demand the vet for his trims.I don't blame you Thomas. I'm a Dollar beard club for life member also.