I WENT WITH MY DOG TO THE GROOMER—AND IT TOOK FIVE MINUTES AFTER WE CAME HOME TO LOOK LIKE THIS
You ever spend real money on something fancy, only to watch it completely fall apart in less time than it took to pay for it? Yeah. That was me. Today. My dog—Sir Dudley, a.k.a. “The Mud Missile”—just had his spa day. I’m talking full wash, fluff dry, nail trim, blueberry facial, the works. He came ...