Grooming day!

Argh! Last weekend, Momma and Pops took me to the scary place where Uncle Melvin the Groomer lives. They put Knuckles and I there, and then disappeared. Later on, Tails came too! The three of us were helpless against Uncle Melvin, and he cut our fur!!!

Now I feel kinda light and breezy. It's a nice feeling actually, but so not worth the trauma from standing on the operating table and having my dignity shaved off me.

Anyway, here are some pics:

This is me, after my furcut

This is Knuckles and Aunt Jol.
He got a furcut, she didn't.

Actually, if you notice in that pic, Knuckles isn't smiling for once. That's because you can't smile if you don't have a mouth!

We don't have a pic of Tails yet, but here's Flatty after his grooming:

Actually, Flatty looks kinda the same

BTW, Flatty is still with us because his visa got extended. Yay! At least, that's what Pops says. Pops also said that we have to hide him if the Immigration People come and visit, but he says that one thing has nothing to do with the other.