We went to the John Paul Mitchell Doggie Salon. Yup, we are that cool.
They do it up pretty nice there. Of course, it’s US, how can you do it wrong?
Truman and Denny build Ikea furniture now.
Truman uses a rubber frog as an interpreter for the instructions.
Denny refuses to read instructions.
A new adventure, a new territory to guard.
Mom got us a new house and it’s just us this time. Just Mom and us guys.
We have our own room. It’s an outside room! She says to tell you that right outside our front door we have a 12x12 patio that has a gate for us to protect. And we do!
We continue our mission!
We are out of Los Angeles and the noisy ambulances and traffic. We are back in Orange County where we were born.
Look at us, we are the best shih tzu protectors that ever there were, was, will be.
We guard while Mom is in the bath.
Denny and Truman: the better, better bath mat!
None shall pass!
Sure, I let you in, but in you shall stay!
Bath day is always a day for posing for fans in the park. Truman Capote and Denny Crane do know how to strike a pose.
The sweetest boy ever, I love you Denny Crane!
Too funny not to post!
Watch out for that one at the bottom left, he’s the shifty one.
Since my PT at home routine has started.
NOW… we are dogs on a mission!