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The bell jingles as a freckled girl bursts through the door, a squirming terrier tucked under one arm and a disgruntled Persian cat peering from her backpack. Both creatures wear matching layers of park grime—the pup’s paws caked with dried mud, the cat’s fur matted with burrs. You snap on rubber gloves with practiced flair. “Welcome to Spa Day,” you grin, clearing the stainless steel tub. The terror—er, terrier—goes first. Three rounds of oatmeal shampoo later, his caramel-colored curls spring back to life, gleaming under the blow-dryer’s warmth. The cat demands diplomacy: detangler spray, a wide-tooth comb, and strategic treats smooth her from frazzled to fabulous. When the girl returns, her gasp says it all. “They’re so…fluffy!” Mission accomplished—until the cat spots a suspiciously clean poodle across the room.
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