The Papillon Prince

Hi Mom,

Sorry I was late getting back to you, but the people were busy and wouldn't let me on the internet without supervision.

Marlyn and her friend Marilyn (What's with all these names that sound alike? Good thing that I can tell them all apart by smell.) Any way they drove Ozzie and myself to our appointments in Greensboro then dropped us off at the office and when out to do some shopping and have lunch together. Marla didn't get to go with them she had to go somewhere called work . . . not sure where that is but she must like it, she goes almost every day and is gone a long time. Sometimes she comes home in the afternoon and has lunch with us. But I am getting off the subject.

Everyone at the groomers said that they LOVED ME! Well what else would they say I am so darn cute, and they gave me this really nice bandana....what do you think. Makes me look kind of sharp in a western doggie kind of way. They gave me a bath, clipped my nails, gave me a hair cut and put Frontline on me...they said it was all part of the service.

I can't say that I really liked going to the groomer, I was a little bit snippy when I got home but I was setteled down by Saturday and feeling comfrotable being back with my foster people.

Well what do you think of my hair cut...I don't think you can see it but there is one long out of place hair that Marlyn said she would fix in a couple of days.

Talk to you latter mom.

Roger