:: THE DOG DAYS OF WINTER ::
November 21, 2003
Resting on my lap after an exhausting day of haircutting adventures
3:30 p.m.
Dusty and I headed out to the deepest, darkest Scarborough this morning, to visit the groomer. We arrived early, as usual, and had a nice walk around the suburbs before Dusty went to the Doggie Torture Chamber (bathtub/grooming table).
I talked to the groomer about the Hair Problem and she said that Dusty has unusually fine, silky hair. Just like humans, some dogs have finer hair than others. She cut the furnishings on Dusty's legs very short this time, and also her tummy. This is something that she usually does for the winter anyways.
It looks great! And Dusty didn't cry very much at all this time - she was really good. And boy, was she ever GLAD to leave! *grin*
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