It's ThunderDay

Hey, everyone - it's me, Thunder Dunder. I don't seem to get much blog time around here lately.  Mom says that's because I am too good in all ways.  I am not picky about my food like Phantom.  I don't look to be a princess like Ciara.  And I most certainly am not in any way like that young one Lightning who is always up to something.

BUT today is my day.  Why do you ask?  No, it is not my birthday (soon, though).  But I was treated royally today. First I have to let you see some embarrassing photos of me, but trust, me it will be worth it.

Mom said I was looking pretty scruffy, see all that dead fur around my neck and a pluckable under my chin.

And then there is my tummy.  It really isn't dirty (I don't do mud any more).  It is just a whole lot of dead fur.

How mortifying - my rump - all messy looking with lots of pluckables despite all of Mom's plucking and brushing.

 And don't forget my furry feeties.  Badly in need of trimming.

BUT LOOK AT ME NOW!!!!!!!!

I spent the morning at the spa.  I had a luxurious bath and lots of massaging.  Then the girl with that blow dryer just loved and hugged and kissed me.  She said if she were a dog, I would be her girl for sure.

 Check out that white tummy and no more scruffy neck!

My feeties are looking quite spiffy if I must say so myself.

In fact I was feeling so good about how I look that I called the whole pack over.

And I told Mom to hand over some of that yummy fish jerky for all of us.

Everyone should have a day like I had today.

Woos - Thunder