Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Brush Me

For the past few days my humans' cousin has been visiting for the past few days. At first I wasn't sure what to make of her but she quickly found my weakness and I melted in to a puddle of puppy love. I know I'm pathetic.

For those of you who don't know my weakness it's the brush. Ya I love to be brushed. She brushed from my head down to my paws. The tail is off limits to all. That's the only part I don't like brushed. If you had a tail I bet you wouldn't like it being brushed either.

As usual the brushing relaxed me so thoroughly that she needed to manually flip me over to do the other side. My human just watched and laughed as I was flipped, spun and slid around the tile flooring.

I could have and would have let her brush me forever but after collecting enough fur to build my own Pomeranian she decided to quit. I tried to stop her from leaving my side by holding her arm with my paws but it didn't work. Hopefully she'll brush me again soon.

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