Today Rye-guy is none too happy with Justin and I. He is at the vet's office getting groomed and having his #2 tested for parasites (standard once a year thing, nothing to get alarmed about.)
The ladies at the vet's office just adore Riley. He always gets an A+ on his report card even though going there is one of his least favorite experiences. This morning when Justin dropped him off our little love-bug was trembling with his tail tucked and sad eyes on display. So much for his tough guy reputation.
Anywho, he needed it. He was starting to resemble a stinky little Chewbacca. It's amazing how different he looks after a haircut. It seriously takes years off. Not to mention that today they gave him a necktie. What a little stud muffin.