Some dog smells mighty fine these days. Dropped him off at the local pet store after he rolled in some muddy water. Went to Staples, because wouldn't you know it, my anti-virus was getting a little cranky because it hadn't been renewed. While in Staples, I was greeted with, "Where's Bosley???" -- no hello, no welcome to Staples, no hiya Cath, but a demand for the dog. So typical, and it made me smile. I assured them he was off to the beauty parlour to get his hair and nails done.
His scar can't be seen at all, and his fur grew back. He seems okay. Still keeping my fingers crossed though.