We may look as if we are at a pediatrician's office, but no, we are catching our breath after several hours of trimming and bathing. We're always very thirsty afterwards, hence the red tongues. Thunder just got a shampoo since he still had his summer cut and needs some padding for the journey across the pond. I, on the other hand, got the whole shebang.
All this fuss must have been on account of the holiday season. Turns out Abigail stopped at the salon as well!
P.S. A belated birthday shout out to our buddy Sam (the one who's stateside)