Today was a fun day for Vespa and me! While Vespa was waited on paw and foot at PetSmart Grooming Services, I got to go shopping at Target and Hobby Lobby as well as eat lunch at Moe's!
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Side Story: If you haven't heard the tale before, I will go ahead now. Oh, the horror! Vespa went to a groomer here in Moultrie that was recommended to me my a co-worker. This co-worker (who will remain nameless) has a chihuahua and takes him regularly for baths and nail trims (keep in mind, this short-haired tiny dog doesn't require full grooming services like our Puppa's diva self). She likes that he always comes home with a hip new bandanna around his neck. So I made an appointment for the Thursday that I left for my sister's birthday weekend/Pampered Chef party at Katie's house (July 23rd). Because I left town after dropping Vespa off, Carlton picked her up during his lunch break. I got the report later that evening that Vespa's grooming experience was... well... sub par. I experienced this part when we dropped her off: the "groomer's office" was actually a lady's laundry room in her home. The rusty front-load washer and dryer were a base for the crusty bathtub where each dog was bathed. A table in another corner was equipped with the shears, buzzer (?), and other tools for grooming. And in between were walls of full dog kennels, stacked on top of each other. Just gross, very cramped, very noisy, very stressful, and depressing! What I didn't know when we dropped her off, and what Carlton told me later that night, was how Vespa's grooming appointment would turn out. She came home with one schnauzeresque eyebrow and the other one shaved even with the rest of her face. The hair in her ears hadn't been plucked (the insides of her ears get very hairy thanks to both poodle and yorkie breeds, so they get very hot, which is a breeding ground for germs that cause ear infections, or long-term effects, deafness). And to top it all off with a load of crap... what we call her "undercarriage" was, well, not groomed at all. Not around her bottom, not around her "area". Not even trimmed! Just totally ignored. So, even if the grooming hadn't been so negligent and pitiful work, Vespa would not have gone back to this groomer. The environment was crusty enough to make me want to wash my hands after "signing in" at the door (aka next to her freshly dried personal underwear basket on the shelf). To PetSmart we go! This means, Vespa gets groomed while I buy toiletries and such at Target. }}}
This morning Vespa was not at all prepared to leave for the groomer's. "We're not going to see
Naomi? Then I'm not going and you can't make me!" Can you find her belly-up legs and tail hidden in the covers?

Once we arrived for her appointment, I told Sam (the girl who was grooming her) all of Vespa's specs which I memorized from Naomi's notes in Arizona.
A short #7 all over, ears shaved and then sheared to the leather, a teddy bear head on the shorter side up top, angular trim around the paws, and a fan tail. Sam was impressed with my in-the-know lingo. I'm just glad I remembered everything, because Vespa turned out great! It's not as spot-on meticulously perfect as Naomi's scissor work, but Sam did a pretty darn good job and I am sooooo pleased... I couldn't be happier! Here she is, in all her glory, sitting in the apartment window sill and dreaming about the back yard she will soon be able to lay in the sun and guard 24/7:

Not only did Vespa's new groomer Sam please me, but so did PetSmart's new line of
Pet Head soaps, leashes, collars, toys, clothes, and more. We're all familiar with the line of lazy people friendly hair products,
Bed Head, and now they've got a posh new line for dogs! The clothes were like a combination of Harley Davidson and High School Musical... the shampoos, soaps, and other bathing treatments are bottled exactly like the human version--very cute. And, I just couldn't resist purchasing two new collars for Little Miss Prissy Pants. Here, she was so excited when I got them out of the bag (she knew they were for her), she brought Priscilla the Opossum up to see:

By far, one of her most favorite toys is her own collar! We allow "Naked Sunday" around here, which means Vespa gets to roam the apartment without her collar on (rest assured, we're clothed full-time!). Once we reach for that buckle, she freaks out, bouncing around and whimpering like crazy! After it's off, she picks the collar up with her mouth and off she goes to love on it and chew on it. She was ready to do that with her new collar as soon as I clipped it from its packaging!

Well, a few weeks ago I forgot I gave her one of my favorite collars of hers (lavender with glittery rhinestones all the way around, plus, it was on clearance--also at Pestmart--when I bought it so her sissy Shi got a matching one in mint green)! And this is what happened after I forgot she had it for 15 minutes:

Now that she was down to one last collar with a semi-chipped plastic clip closure, she was in need of a new neck accessory... and these were
so perfect. The one she is modeling is black with black sequins stitched together with a very hot pink stitching. The other is a hot pink and black canvas argyle with purple detail stitching, complete with rhinestones and frayed edges at the ends... you know... for that hard core broken-in look. Below is the freshly groomed Vespa, excited enough about her new get-up to become a blur.