...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.
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Ooooh Bailee, you look so pur-dee and smell extra good, now Mom just needs to find an Easter bonnet for you. Ü
Bunny, Sunny, Dacia
and Ruby
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