I hate people I dont know squishing my bottom. I really hate it when we haven't been on a first name basis. Our doggy. Monty Alexander Jones, however likes it rubbed, squished, sniffed AND cleaned! But he can happily have his friends at Barking Dogs do it for him. I don't have to worry about getting in there for a butt scrub, because, as much as I love my doggy, I really am not into that, even living in Vegas. \n\nBut if you DO like giving your doggy a big old bubble bath and would rather not leave ring around the shower, tub, or swimming pool, Barking Dogs has a full set up- including Aprons, soaps, scrubbers-- you should bring your own tooth brushes or they can sell you them. I mean for your dog, unless you need to brush your teeth, then by all means, do so. \n\nBack to Monty. Monty is a small guy- a Chihuahua, that we refer to as a Mini-lab because he is a. a service dog, and 2. the spitting image of a dog that looks as though he would find a Labrador and retrieve it. (Who spits at their images?) He is also a Nathan Lane sized drama queen when it comes to getting his claws clipped. To hear him have a clipper within inches of his little puppy toes is just about as the same level of squealing talent as hearing forty-four children grinding their teeth in unison while they're singing falsetto versions of Madonna songs. I swear, the last time I tried, I distinctly heard the words, \""I'm too pretty to die this young!\"" come from his generally yappy-free mouth. \n\nIt is nice to have a place to go to that offers full service grooming from nose to toes to tushy (glands and all), that is in my neighborhood. I can walk in, have the staff know my name, as well as my dogs, unlike most places, and know that Diva Dog his-own-self will be treated so well, he starts wagging his tail the minute he sees his groomer. Let me explain one thing here- my dog, a dedicated service animal- is not one to leave my side for any reason unless there is a massive pile of cheese steak distracting him. Rather than the food, the groomers are the most caring, gentle, kind, and loving people in all of Las Vegas. If he runs willingly to them, they are definitely doing the job well.\n\nIn less than an hour, my boy goes from rolled-in-horse-poop-ate-kitty-litter-love-daddy-shoes-stinky boy to strutting little prince of the puppy posse.  You always know when he likes how he smells or feels clean because he prances, sides up to the prettiest women in the place, stands on  his hind legs and waves at them as if to say, \""Check me out, ladies, I'm so hot,  you are going to wish you were canine!\""  And, to add to this charm, as if Carly Simon was singing about him directly in Your So Vain, the groomers polish of their work with a bandanna, a scarf if you will, and a lovely scent. \n\nThe Barking Dog also has a full treat bakery, and a variety of animal treats, gear and goodies, but this is NOT a review of that part of the business. I wanted to talk about clean bottoms, and that's the bottom line, (ohhh punography!)