My dog is a pretty pretty princess

My dog has recently decided that she is a pretty, pretty princess and I need to invest in a grooming table.

Yesterday, I came home from work and settled into a routine I haven't had for awhile because her coat has been so short: daily brushing. I haven't brushed her in a few weeks, actually. I grabbed her brush and started grooming her while she stood on her bed. Usually she is pretty good, but this time she started wrestling with me and trying to take the brush. A game, perhaps?

Apparently not. She just didn't want to be on the ground. I pulled the hair out of the brush from the first round and walked toward the kitchen to throw it in the trash and start again (determined to wrestle her into submission).

She followed me, prancing along in her perfect little poodle walk. While I was de-furring the brush, she hopped right up into one of our pub-height chairs. She just sat there, pretty as a picture with her stupid smiling face just looking at me. I walked over to her, ready to pull her down, but her tail started a little wag. She closed her mouth and gave me this, "I'm ready for my royal treatment. Love me," expression. I figured, "okay fine, I'll brush her up here."

Perfectly behaved. She turned her head right and left and cocked it at the right angle so I could brush her face and behind her ears. She didn't try to get the brush or wrestle, but she did have this look of bliss on her face. She stood up when I needed to brush her hind legs and belly and sat and gave me one paw at a time for her chest and front paws.

I don't even know. Apparently she refuses to be groomed on the floor now, but I am not complaining because it's easier for me. I can't wait to tell the groomers.