When I have a bit of an upset stomach, I often make a mess of myself. I get very embarrassed and want to come home immediately to wash off. So Mom thinks she can help me. And I know I should really hide when she takes out the scissors. She must have this aspiration to be a hairstylist. Well its good that she never followed that dream, cause I don't even think she would make it as a groomer! All she has to do is cut a bit of my fur. But no, she has to give me butt bangs. Doesn't Mom realize that dogs greet each other from the back as well as front! Talk about embarrassing!