Clipping Coco is usually Alesia's job, but since she's not here, we had to go ahead and get 'er done.
Mike and I gave Coco a tranquilizer [at the vet's suggestion] and got her groomed. What an ordeal. I was praying the whole time that we wouldn't accidentally cut her. The tranquilizer mashed up in some yogurt worked well.
Afterwards we were sitting downstairs at the table and Coco was looking up at Michael from the floor with her ears perked up like "Hey, can I have some of your lunch, huh? Huh?!"
Mike said "Look at her. She looks just like that cartoon character, Bimbo."
It was hard not to giggle.
"Mike, what cartoon character?"
"Bimbo. You know, the one with the big ears!" he said impatiently.
"I think you mean Dumbo, son."
"Yeah, same difference."
"Nope, huge difference. Do you know what a bimbo is?" I asked him.
"A homeless person?"
I laughed. "Not usually, no."
I did a bimbo imitation, tossing my head around and saying "I am so pretty! Let's go shopping!" -Mike grinned. "Bimbos are usually pretty but not smart," I explained.
"Oh, That's like Alesia," was his reply.
Little brothers...
This is a great photo of Coco's little face.
