Bows and Frou-Frou

Duff again. Once a month, I am groomed. I am shampooed, my hair is cut and my nails clipped. I literally lose pounds (visually, of course!) when my fur is trimmed. And when Ashley finishes with me, I am one handsome dude. I prance around and show off to anyone and everyone at Classic Canine. But it doesn’t end there. Anyone I encounter is free game.

My mom and Ashley love to put bows and frou-frou on my collar. (This picture shows my Christmas ensemble from a resting position). And the one I got the most compliments on was my black and white tuxedo bow for New Year’s. I looked dapper, if I do say so myself. Now some folks tell me, “A male dog shouldn’t have bows.” And that may be. But I like to make people smile. That’s just what happens when they look at me.

What do you do to make others smile? Smile first? Have a twinkle in your eye? Be kind? Listen carefully? Enjoy life, with or without bows and frou-frou. Live unstuck #UnstuckLiving

Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present.

—Jim Rohn