So when, at the end of a muddy walk this week, Gail suggested I needed a paw spa, I envisaged this kind of a set up.
Followed maybe by this...
Whereas what I got was a cold dip in the River Dee.
And scant sympathy from my owner, who just said don't make a fuss Bertie, I can't see any ice floes...
At least it wasn't total immersion.
PS BREAKING NEWS: It has just been confirmed that my wee poodle pal Ella is arriving at our house tomorrow for a five day Christmas holiday. Oh we're going to have such fun!
