I really did.
His name is Pumpkin.
He spends most afternoons and evenings at our house.
He was dirty.
So I gave him a bath.
He sat still the entire time until it was time for the blow drier.
Then he was clawing under the door for any chance to get out.
Good thing his front paws are De-clawed.
Now he's nice and clean and a purring machine.
His name is Pumpkin.
He spends most afternoons and evenings at our house.
He was dirty.
So I gave him a bath.
He sat still the entire time until it was time for the blow drier.
Then he was clawing under the door for any chance to get out.
Good thing his front paws are De-clawed.
Now he's nice and clean and a purring machine.
That was nice of you. Sounds like my house growing up! My mom was the neighborhood animal vet (according to the animals anyway). The animals would show up at our house for a bath, basic medical attention, etc. They would keep coming over until they were cured. She started sending notes on their collars to get to know their owners, lol!
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