Sunday, April 27, 2014

A Day at the Spa

by Stewie the Chihuey and Angel Chihuahua

Hi, humans. Stewie here.

Me and Angel went to the spa the other day. In case you don't know, the spa is a big building where they have interesting smelling things, food, other dogs, treats, toys, and people who trim your claws. You can recognize the building by the big sign over the door. It says “P-E-T-C-O.” It seems like a lot of letters for a word as simple as “spa,” but you humans don't use a logical language like Chihuahuan.

We had a great time. I walked around a bit, met some other dogs, a bunch of people stopped to pet me, one of 'em took a picture of me, and then I had my claws trimmed. Angel got a trimming and a bath. Then we went home. The end.

Angel here:

You left out a part, Stew.

Stew: Which part?

Angel: The part where you took a dump in the middle of the store.

Stew: Shhh. Ixnay on the umpday, bitch.

Angel: Bitch? Did you call me a “bitch?” you eunuch?

Stew: Take that back.

Angel: Won't.

Stew: I'll tell everyone you eat your own poop.

Angel: Do not. Mostly.

Anyhow, don't go telling everyone we had a great time. It was quite traumatic for me. You know that woman who trimmed our claws? She poured water over me. And...and she used some kind of loud cylinder thingy to blow hot air on me. And then she cut off some of my fur. SHE CUT OFF MY FUR!

I had a terrible time there.

Stew: You were pretty frisky when we got home, prancing around like you owned the world. And you didn't stink nearly as much as you did before.

Angel: Thank you. I guess it felt good after it was over with. And to tell the truth, I didn't think it was possible for me to look more beautiful than I did, but after the bath and trim, I was simply stunning. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

Stew: Well, that's good, because I heard Nice Lady tell Beard Face Man that she got us another spa appointment for next week. It's a different spa, though. She spelled this one “V-E-T-E-R-I-N-A-R-I-A-N.” I'm sure we'll have all kinds of fun.


  1. They took a picture of you taking a dump? Oh, that's not right, Stewie. Not right at all.

  2. If they take a picture of Angel eating her own poop, bite them.

  3. Hey, you two. Don't fight. You both look (and smell) gorgeous. :)

  4. The cat p-o-o-p-ed on the carpet. Hehe

    It's the simple things that amuse me. I suppose that is to be expected being an only dog living with three cats.

    The Momperson came home. She must have been at the v-e-t-e-r-i-n-a-r-i-a-n.

    I finally understood what they meant when they said sit-down. I don't know why they don't just say lay down. I mean I understand plain dog. geeze.

    The Dadperson yelled at me. I mean, he tripped over ME. All I was doing was following him to clean up the cooking scraps. He put me outside. *SIGH* Someday I'm going to put HIM outside and then go eat ALL the cooking. hehe. Bad Tiffi bad.

    Stewie, Angel is a lady. You have to make allowances for us girls. I think it's a law! Right Angel?

    Glad you guys had fun at the spa.

  5. Miss Gail, Mr. Jim, thanks for stopping by. I'd have been here sooner, but, well, there were snacks, and....

    Tiffi, good to see you again. Sorry about your mistreatment at the hands of the peoplepersons. People can be awfully dense at times. You mentioned the v-e-t-e-r-i-n-a-r-i-a-n. Yeah, Angel and I are excited about it. We are going to that spa this afternoon. It should be a lot of fun. We are so looking forward to it. I'll tell you all about it later.


  6. Hi, Stewie! It’s too bad that Angel did not have as much fun when she was trimmed and given a shower. But at least she felt clean and fresh afterwards. Maybe you can show her how to enjoy being at the spa next time? Anyway, I hope you are doing well!

    Ashley Ziegler @ San Francisco Hound Lounge