I took my small poodle here to be groomed for several months. I wasn't wild about the place, since he never came out looking the same way twice, the people at the desk seemed impatient with people and dogs, and things seemed perennially chaotic. Still, it was convenient to home. Then my great aunt moved in with us and her peke-a-poo was added to the mix. Rags was a nice dog, but she had some attitude, if you didn't approach her with dignity. \r
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I took the two dogs in for washing and clipping four or five times, and then suddenly one day I was told not to bring the two dogs back unless they were sedated first. The woman telling me this was pretty nasty about it, and I was quite shocked. First, there had been no hint before that there was the slightest problem. Second, my dog had always been a sweetheart, and now he was being lumped in with Rags as a troublemaker.\r
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My husband called the shop and said he agreed that the groomers had a right not to deal with snappy, snotty little dogs,
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