How Can Something So Horrible Feel So Good???

That's a very long title, but there's no other way to describe how I feel right now.

The day started out promising - the guy I live with got up and started the coffee grinder, which woke me up. Then he fed me, and the day was off to just the right start. However, things soon went into a weird direction.

He put the leash on me, IN THE DAYTIME, which is just plain wrong; I normally don't go for a walk until it's almost dark. So right away, I knew something was wrong. I decided the best thing I could do was to not go along with it; instead of moving over to the door like I normally do when it's walk time, I jumped up on the couch and sat down.

But he won - he always does. He picked me up, put me in the car, and soon this lady (the "GROOMER") was in charge of me for the day. Things happened in that place that I really don't care to talk about. But here's the odd thing...

When I got picked up later, I wanted to be angry and to express my extreme frustration. But I couldn't. Instead, I couldn't stop wagging my tail. It's like it took over the rest of my body. When I got in the car, as much as I wanted to pout and just sit there, some strange power took over my body and forced me to stick my head out of the window. Where does this feeling of euphoria come from? Is it just from being home?

No, it's more than that. I'm home almost every day, and while I'm generally in an O.K. mood, I don't often have moments of sheer euphoric pleasure. The last time I felt like this was about 6 weeks ago.... HEY, WAIT A MINUTE!!!! Does all this have something to do with taking a bath? NO, IT CAN'T BE!!!

I can't deal with this. I need to take a nap.