Groom With A View

Right, before we get started, I just want to say, I really, really, really wish Steve Jobs was still alive.

So I could take the guy to a field and slap him about the head and face. For about an hour.

Having called by Greystones’ grooviest dog grooming gulag, Vanity Fur, for a video chat with its lovely founder Maria, we were deep into our witty, insightful and – let’s be honest here – highly flirtatious tête-à-tête when my beloved iPhone thought an incoming call might just be life-changing. And so, Apple cut our conversation stone dead.

Sun over beach!

I don’t care if I later found out flight mode negates such nonsense. Maria and I had gone deep, cajoling, laughing, exploring, bonding, and just as the very meaning of life itself – well, a dog’s life, anyway – was within our reach, Steve Jobs reckoned getting a call about putting all the Guide’s Easter camp recommendations together was far more important. Than enlightenment.

Not that Maria and I – and Grumpy Cat’s brother by another mother, Zoe (Bonnie was being too boisterous to join us today) – didn’t have a grand old time.

It’s just that, you know, we could have done with a teensy-weensy bit more time. Something, I’m sure, Steve Jobs can appreciate…

You can find out more about Vanity Fur right here.