August 11, 2007
A present came for me yesterday in a big box in a brown truck. I couldn't imagine what it could be but I had a feeling it might be a box full of clothes!
But then my mom showed me my present. She called it a "grooming table". I have to stand on it and then she puts a noose around my neck to hold me still and then she brushes me. Personally, I am not very impressed, I think it is more of a torture device than anything else. But I still get cheese when I am done so I guess it's worth it.
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