The other day my mom and dad closed off the bedroom door and grabbed Betsy and gave her some serious brushing. She wasn’t too happy about it (she still won’t use the computer, she’s too scared), but when they were done with her, she looked a lot better.
Of course, then they grabbed me. I hate being picked up, but the grooming was kind of nice – I do feel better. This whole spring-time shedding of my winter coat thing is kind of getting old, at this point. So to show my appreciation, I jumped back up on the couch a little bit later and gave my mom and dad some attention. I know they just love it when I come up and visit them. They’re so easy to please.