A poodle's work is never done

Ahhh, a poodle's work is never done.
Look at this bleak landscape, and my people expected me to chase a ball on that collection of gumballs and acorns. There were so many the lazy squirrels didn't even bother to bury them!

So last weekend I had to get my Daddy out there to handle the situation.

It's hard work but somebody's got to do it, and it ain't gonna be me! No thumbs to hold the rake!
That's right Daddy, pick up that rake and get busy!
No doubt about it, this was heavy work. And it was chilly, as I started to shiver even though I am wearing my favorite shirt Momma made. When I wear it I'm....

Harry Poodle from Dogwarts!

I felt sorry for Dad after an hour when he kept rubbing his back from lifting bags of acorns, and suggested we go in for a snack. Supervising really builds up an appetite!

So's I go inside and lay by the kitchen door, just a reminder that a little snack is a good idea... and UH OH!
I hear the peeps saying "toenails"

What? No toenails here! Nope, look I retracted my feet so they'd forget!  Oh my dog! I mean, what dog wants some coming at such an important area with sharp things?!




 (I was gonna say, Daddy clipped my nails and accidentally cut off my feet as a joke here, but really that's not even funny since it's a real possibility)

I began bargaining with him... wouldn't you rather have a nice snack? It's Sunday, the "day of rest"
What's the fascination with nails?
The click click on sidewalks just lets the world know I'm coming!

Eventually the pedicure was over and I took a nice calming walk in the Spring sunshine. Haven't seen my shadow in a while. Good to know when I'm ready the back yard has less acorns, and my nails are trimmed and my ball is out there. Ready for Spring!