[Editor’s note: This is a series of conversations I wrote on my other blog last summer, when I brought Selby to work at the groomer’s with me. Emerson is usually the one who goes with me, so Selby had a lot to say about it.]
Selby: Hi Mama! What are you doing with that leash?
Me: I’m going to work at the groomers now. Would you like to come with me?
Selby: Really?! That would be great! I love going to the Dog Bath Place with you, but I almost never get to go! Are we going in the van? I love riding in the van!
Me: No, we’re taking the car today.
Selby: The car? I love riding in the car! Can I sit in the front seat?
Me: No, you’re too big. You’ll have to sit in the back.
Selby: *sigh* Ok. But I will make you regret it by sticking my nose out your window from behind your seat and drooling on your shoulder while you drive.
Me: *sigh* Ok.