Anya, walking alongside her father, lets out a harsh gasp-
('The new Bond-Man movie is out already?! I thought it wasn't coming until next Winter!')
Before realizing her father was now staring at her- "Uh, sorry, I just- stepped onna bug..."
Unfortunately, the Christmas season has come and gone. Leaving only the winter's bitter cold.
Anya, was currently digging through a drawer under the sink, looking for Bond's treats... before finding a gift wrapped box hiding in the corner.
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Not quiiite what she meant, Anya's mind was awash with images of what Bond would look like without his fur. He had more fur than dog.
"Yea! That sounds great! What do you think, Bond?"
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``Come to think of it, we actually never had a chance to give Bond a grooming routine nor took him to a professional groomer, yea we should take him!``
Her eyes lit up and she nodded.
``Here lets wake him up, hes asleep by the couch over there!``