I went to a strange place today and I had to spend six hours there while they figured out who I was. When they started to give me a haircut they decided I wasn’t a golden after all, because I had a very thick undercoat. They thought I was part chow.
Mommis has always said that. She says I am Bemmie come back as a golden retriever. Sounds like a lot of drivel to me, until I have to spend six hours being groomed.
I looked in the mirror and I think I like it. Mommis likes it. Jerry doesn’t like it. Uncle Dan hasn’t seen it yet. Uncle Ed got a copy of the picture. I guess the polls are open: Buppy long or short???
