Loki, Shane and I went into town for an appointment. A loki appointment.
With a groomer!
Carrie made the appointment, but she had physical therapy. It became a boy's trip (Everyone in the family come to think of it).
Shane was fascinated by all of the pets the groomer had. He asked a ton of questions.
He eventually paused long enough for me to hand off Loki and the groomer said, "Come back in about an hour."
So we did. I timed it so that we arrived back a little after an hour (ADHD note - Some guy was practicing hulu hoop right next to where we parked. He was there both times, so he may have been at it over an hour!).
Loki was happy to see us!
"No one believes me when I tell them how much hair comes off," the groomer said.
And then the groomer spent the next while answering questions from Shane about her lizards!
Loki just wanted to go home! The groomer reported he was a very good boy!
Loki was thrilled to get home. Clearly.
Carrie arrived afterward and was happy to have a clean(er) dog.
And then she decided to beautify the cats, as well. They got collars.
Max accepted hers, but it was a new phenomena for the kittens.
An unpopular phenomena.
Aria's legs stopped working and Carrie took hers off. Tsuki still has hers on despite her attempts to eat it!
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