Thursday, March 25, 2010

Doggy Spa Day

...that's how I spent my Sunday. First, the haircut. After a winter of rolling in the snow and trudging through the ice, diving head first into her big pillow and twisting/turning her way around the living room on her back and avoiding being b-r-u-s-h-e-d (yes, she can even spell and runs for the nearest hiding place), it was definitely time for a haircut. Oh, and a shower...not a bath. This doggie loves taking a shower. I get in and she follows me for a bit of sudsing and pampering. She's now so soft (yes, that's why they call them Soft Coated Wheaten Terriers!) and more cute than ever. You'd never know she is 13. Gotta luv Bailee.

Spring is here!

My poor daffodils are hanging their little heads in the mud right now but yesterday they were posing for pictures in the bright sunshine. John captured these for me so I could share them with you. Isn't he the best? I hope they'll pop back up when the sun returns this weekend. Can't wait to do yard work and breathe in some fresh air.