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Doggie Spa

 

As a kid, we had a black lab named Skipper.  She was so smart that when I told her to go get her dog food, she would race down to the basement larder and pick out the Dr. Ballards from amongst all the niblets, peas and other can choices.  Could she smell the food through the tin, or did she recognize that German Shepherd on the label?  I never knew - but neither did I ever reward her for her ingenuity.  

Times have changed, apparently. 

 Witness the bounty of gifts one can shower on their pooch these days.  I went to one recently opened doggie boutique to check our the options, and the prices.  I'm not sure what it says about the state of modern society.  But after you take a look, perhaps you can tell me.  Pooch Paradise icon_video.gif