Teresa’s back in town, to the rescue thank Cod. Here are the boys, taken toward the tail-end of Thursday’s Tellington session. (Check out the scary video of Linda Tellington-Jones herself, working her magic, at the end of this post.)
The scent of cat-feet. I know I’m not alone in doing this.
Then – to my astonishment – look what happened shortly after Teresa left the building.
I wasn’t sure the shelf would hold up. So far, so good.
I mean, I wasn’t sure the shelf would hold up if the grooming should proceed to the next level.
What I mean is, the next day, while I was talking on the phone to a friend and reader of this blog so she, of all of you, knows first-hand what I’m talking about, the fight got so bad that I had to separate them.
As of the prior day, though, thanks to Teresa’s magic – so far, so good.
As of today, Saturday – no fights at all. Just boisterous play. Blue skies.
Never a dull moment.
Pee Ess: I stumbled on a truly wonderful vet-person with an essential blog. She is Rayya and bless her cotton socks, she replied to a prior post of mine with some observations about two kinds of grooming. Please check out what she says in her comment, and I highly recommend you also subscribe to her blog as well. Every post is filled with essential information. Plus her very big heart. What this Net thing is all about, to me. Head-butts dear Rayya.