Cocker Spaniel

A day in the life of "Rosie"

I hop up into the car and clamber onto the seat. My owner straps me in and I look out the window. Where are we going? The trees and houses flash past me, and I pant excitedly. Could it be the park? To visit some friends? Or am I going to work with my owner again? I’m just so excited to know! My human is blaring their music, and I wag my tail; sharing their enthusiasm.

The car slows, and I wait for my owner to open the door. The groomer! It’s been a while. I step down from the car and trot ahead of my owner into the shop. I lift my head high, sniffing the aromatic soaps and scents of other dogs come and gone. What a place!

‘Hi Rosie, how are you!’ I wag my tail and lick the groomer's hand. Hi friend. My owner hands the groomer my lead, and gives me a pat goodbye. Time to get pampered! I jump up into the tub into the bubbles and get a good scrub, my hair soaking wet I shake. Bubbles fly everywhere, and the groomer laughs. I lick her face and she gives me a hug, despite how wet I am.

‘Come on Rosie, jump up’ they say, and I leap out of the tub to a small table. And the blow-dry commences. The hot air billows through my fur, and I close my eyes sleepy in the warmth. But wait, my owners back! Already? I jump down, completely dry and jog towards her. She takes my lead and I wriggle with excitement and lick her legs. My fur is soft, and I feel fabulous. Time to go home.