Strummie gets groomed for the holi-daze

It figures that the day Strummer goes in for his grooming, it would rain in the Valley.

Normally the husband drops off the pooch (since he works from home on Fridays), but since I took the day off I wanted to bring him myself.  It is amazing that the 'doodle knew where he was headed.  Once we turned onto the main road (which is still a good half mile from the resort), he was practically drooling with the anticipation.

Who can blame him?  Tummy rubs.  Puppy play time.  Bribery biscuits.  Total dog-votion.  Strummer is literally in Puppy Heaven.

One day, I would love to hang out and watch all of the action.  I am sure it would look something like this.

And what do we get out of it?  A clean, white (as opposed to his current state of brown and grey) and yummy-smelling dog.

Well, at least for two or three more days until he gets the urge to roll around in pee and poop again.  Oy vay.