In my last blog, I wrote about a seriously bad decision I took. It was after a night out with Sid the sausage dog. Luckily, Dr Saliba, my mum, erased Blossom from my delicate skin, and Bessie was none the wiser. I still don’t know who Blossom was that night.. eek! So, winter is here, and after a summer of partying, I am certainly in need of a little rejuvenation. I mean, there’s only so many good times someone as cute as me can take without it taking its toll!
The Ravages Of Last Summer
Ah… last summer…endless days spent cruising Grand parade in Brighton, top down on the car, eyeing potential suitors – I mean, who wouldn’t want to be with me – it’d be an honour for every pooch in Brighton, Sydney, THE WORLD! Those endless summer days, the wind in my fur, walks along the beach, the sun, sand, and watching other lesser dogs run into the sea chasing sticks that their humans had thrown. I’ve never really seen the point of that – I mean, I’m canine royalty… now, If it had been chicken, or cake, or lasagne thrown – now that would have been different – I’d have been there like a shot! I may be the cutest thing alive, but I’m not too proud to go chasing chicken – anything else though.. nah!
The Great Blossom Tattoo Incident Recapped
Back to those summer days there was one very memorable day. It involved Sid the Sausage dog again – and yep, I was only grounded after the great Blossom tattoo incident, for a short time. Sid has a tough exterior, but deep down, he’s the bestest of friends – but he does tend to lead me astray though. We were on Sid’s speedboat in botany bay. Cruising around, sunning our paws, the wind whistling through our fur as we sped around the bay. It was an awesome day. We moored up and Sid then bet me that I couldn’t get in the ocean. Wow, I’m royalty and that would mean getting my fur wet. Besides, I won’t even go out for a wee at home if it’s raining outside. Me and H2O just do not go together. I do of course love drinking water, but being in it… nah!
How was I to get out of it. I couldn’t, I had to shut my eyes, cover my nose with my dinky little paws and hey presto.. splash! (not a big splash of course, as I’m pretty dinky). There, I did it. Now, I couldn’t let Sid see that I was just too precious for swimming. I paddled around for a bit, then got back in the boat, looking like a drowned rat. I was not looking my finest to say the least. All that salty water was playing havoc with me.
The Problem With Summer Partying
After, we got back to shore, we fired up the barbie and scoffed lots of yummy chicken until we were both laying on our backs, belly the size of a basketball and feeling very content with ourselves. After a summer of partying with Sid, I noticed that I was not looking my majestic self. I was not looking like the royalty that I am. My skin was dry, my fur a bit limp, I didn’t have that cute glow that my mum loves and adores. By the way, talking of mum, she once gave me some great advice – she told me, no matter the situation, or the trouble you’re in, just stay classy – Sid makes me challenge this advice each and every time!
Reversing The Ravages Of Summer
So, realising that I was in need of a bit of rejuvenation, I decided to visit mum’s clinic. I mean, as Chief Happiness Officer there I do need to make an appearance every so often – what a great job I have! Taking one look at me, my adoring team mates at the clinic told me that my summer fun had taken its toll on me big time!
Emily took matters into her own hands and laid me down on one of those wonderful beds in one of the consulting rooms. She started with a bit of light therapy – how good was this. If you’ve never had an Omnilux, you have to have one! It’s not only brilliant for refreshing my pink bits, but I swear, it has an hypnotic effect. I remember laying there one minute, then the next, I could hear “another dog” snoring – but it can’t have been me as I’m sure I don’t snore although mum says I do all the time.
How could I be asleep but conscious of sound around me at the same time?? I had a lovely dream too…. Imagine wooing Bessie, champagne and flowers, succumbing to my natural charms… ahhhh.. Next, I had a furcial (like a facial, but specifically for cute fluffy white fur balls). I was pampered big time (as I should be of course – I mean, why wouldn’t my adoring humans not want to pamper me??
Bringing Summer To An End
If like me, you’ve had a long hot summer, partying a little too hard, and in need of a little rejuvenation to get your zen back, you need to speak to my adoring team at Le Sands Clinic. Next week, I’m having a laser rejuvenation session to get my skin in tip top condition and ready to do it all again in a couple of months.
Have a great winter,
Your Adorable Max