Scootch and a Haircut...Two Bits

This morning, I was just chilling in bed, reading a bit before I got up, and snuggling with Cookie. All of a sudden, I'm like, holy cow dog, you stink. So I called her groomer, praying that there happened to be an opening. Good news, there was! Someone had cancelled, I was so glad. I quickly got her into the car, and this is how she looked at me during the drive:

 Such pathetic-ness in that picture! Then I dropped her off, with her whining the whole time. A few hours left, she was all done, and looking dapper:

Although she may have been mad, I still think it's all worth it, even if she doesn't.