Trent is in Trouble!

In addition to the incredibly long list of things that I have to get done today, I decided to add grooming our two dogs to the top of that list! They were just too stinky and mangy and they needed a good buzz cut.

I started on the world's ugliest, grumpiest dog. He was pretty good for the first fifteen minutes and I was able to buzz all of his body. When I got to his head and legs, however, he began to snap and snarl at me . Not wanting to get bit, I let him go and started on Blue, the sweetest dog in the world. He let me maneuver, turn and otherwise manhandle the crap out of him as I buzzed his entire body. I think that he even fell asleep at one point. For the majority of the grooming session, Trent sat next to me as he pet Blue and watched Sesame Street. Trent did get up and start to run around by the time I got to Blue's last leg. I couldn't see the little monster but I could hear him in the kitchen. As an aside, I decided to groom in the family room which was a horrible, horrible idea! It was covered in Blue's thick, black hair in no time, which Trent threw all around the family room, laughing hysterically.

As I was working on the last leg, I kept calling Trent's name in an effort to get him in my line of sight but to no avail. I quickly finished the job and hopped up from the ground, covered with black fur and itchy like a whore with crabs (do crabs actually itch? I have no idea, but the analogy sounded good). I ran into the kitchen and there he was...my Trentster, shirtless and sitting in front of the fridge in a pile of Hershey syrup. He looked up at me with the big brown eyes which grew even wider as his expression changed from glee to, "oh, shit...I've been caught...am I in trouble?"

My first reaction was to laugh. He just looked so cute all covered in syrup which he was rubbing on the floor and then licking his chocolate covered hand. He even rubbed it in his hair as if it were hair gel. His pants were drenched, as were his socks and he just looked so happy. After I laughed, I then had to punish him, clean him and then clean the mess and the entire time, I couldn't help but think about how good the chocolate smelled! I wish I knew how to post pics to this blog because I took one with my phone before I cleaned it all up.

So, needless to say, Trent got into some trouble today and I'm sure it won't be the last time. Now, in addition to having to clean the entire house (as I always do on Fridays), I have to clean up a crap load of dog hair, and all I can think about is how much I want a chocolate milkshake....thanks, Trent!

P.S. I did try to finish shaving Buster but being the grumpy old man that he is, he wouldn't let me finish the job so he has the mane of a lion and bushy, hairy legs but his body does look mighty fine!