Our girl, Fancypants, got her trip to Sonic after grooming today. She ate half of her ice cream and half of my tater tots, neither of which were healthy for either of our girlish figures, but who the hell cares? Fancy will be 12 in November and recently had a bout with cancer, and I was 60 in January with a hip that was not installed at the factory. I don’t think either of us care if we have an hourglass shape these days. They really messed up her haircut. Her ears look lopsided and there’s little tufts sticking up along her back. That may be the last grooming at Petsmart. Normally they do a great job and she has a good time, but the entire grooming department has changed hands and I doubt any of the new employees has graduated from high school yet. I should have known better, huh? But you think a reputable store like Petsmart would do a better job of policing their departments. Maybe there hasn’t been enough complaints yet to make them send them back to training class? Maybe I should complain? There’s a thought!
This was my second trip to Sonic. Earlier I had Dusty and Gypsy there after their nail trims. Dusty ate all of his ice cream as fast as he could then started shivering but a quick snuggle fixed that boy! Gypsy was more ladylike and left half of hers to bring home for another day. She has so much control! (I won’t tell you about the lack of control she exhibited by eating out of MY plate at dinner—-oh, wait, I guess I just did………..sorry, Gypsy!)
I left home with the three Chihuahuas at 11 A.M. I dropped Dusty and Gypsy at home after their Sonic detour, but Fancy and I didn’t get home until 5 P.M.! I had more errands than originally planned but I got a lot accomplished, too. That before-mentioned filing cabinet in my sewing room is completely empty and outta there! I ordered the new lateral file for the office and have to wait for them to deliver it. In the meantime I get to go through all the files and shred a million sheets of paper. I ran out of boxes to put files in so ended up putting the “to be shredded” in a laundry basket. No one ever said I wasn’t resourceful. “In my day” we had to do more with less; I don’t think you ever forget how to do that. And I even got a trip to the nail salon for a mani-pedi with a glass of white wine! Nirvana!!
Tomorrow I get to take Mimi for her nail trim since I ran out of time today. I also need groceries and it’s a “Nana day” with my grand-daughter, Monica. I probably won’t accomplish as much tomorrow but I bet I smile more. What do you think?
Texas Lady 