Do you ever find yourself cutting corners to save a few pennies?

For instance, you have an oh so amazing trip to New Orleans in a month to see friends and surely lots of adventures will abound and OMG my daiquiri budget alone is $500?

Like that?

Yesterday I found myself in just that situation. Both of the dogs were badly in need of a haircut, and I didn’t think they could wait until next month’s boarding/grooming appointment. And I love love love my vet, whose wife is my groomer, but every time the boys go there I get a call a few minutes after I leave….

“Hello?”

“Miss Kim?”

“Yes.”

“We were just looking over the boys records and Beaux and Teddy need their shots for this and that and while they are here they might as well get their kennel cough and heart worm treatment and by the way we are running 20% off teeth cleaning want me to put them down for that too?”

“Uh, yea I guess so.”

“OK thank you!!!”

Click.

I swear I hear the sound of cash registers ringing in my head the entire time.

My mother recently gave me a pretty much new Wahl hair cut kit, with all of the attachments and everything. She used it to cut my dad’s hair a few times when he got too weak to go to town.

I figured hell, how hard can it be to just trim their hair? They are fuzzy little messes and every groomer that has ever seen them tells me how well behaved they are. Surely this can’t be that difficult?

A bag of cheetos for bait…….because frankly I get their trepidation. I’m not a fan of pointy sharp things near my nether regions either…….

The aftermath ……

Beaux turned out pretty well……

But oh poor Teddy…even Beaux doesn’t want to show his face around you….

Good thing you’ve got a great personality …..

Sorry dude. It’ll grow back.

UPDATE from The Boys : OMG KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT RUN RUN RUN HIDE HIDE HIDE !!!

UPDATE from Me : Lawdy. I feel like I’ve been wrestling greased pigs. That thing should come with doggie valium. With a human side dose. Good thing I kept the receipt.

Today I am about to attempt the unheard of. I’m going to vacuum my dogs.

Yes, that’s what I said.

The boys are ready. (that’s not fear on their fuzzy little faces, it’s curiosity.)

This should be interesting.

We wuz sleeping, but we’re pretty sure we heard a Cheetos bag.

We check for noms. You OK moms?