Not a Pom

I is not a Pom.  I isn't, but I should have known that something was "UP". 

We did go to the groomers today, and she did say for Scottie to give us a bit of extra care and attention especially around the rear end section.  Not only did he take care of my rear end - he did give me an all-over scissor clip.

SHE was entranced.  Ooh, she gushed - Harry just looks like a Pom.

But I isn't, I isn't, I isn't.

On the plus side, I won't be able to walk on my own fur any more.