Friday, August 16, 2019

I am not a dog groomer..nope, definitely not!

Ok. Well, I can mark "dog groomer" off of the list. I will not be making a career out of that any time soon. My poor dog...

I am the proud mama of a cocker spaniel named Jasper. ( named this because he has curly hair like the vampire in Twilight.  Don't judge me!) He is 10 years old and he is not a good client when he goes to get a haircut.  He HATES his feet being touched. I admit, I had let the fur get to long. My bad, that's on me... but I get really tired of paying  $100 for them to tell me he is exhausting and I need to touch his feet more.  Yes, he gets a hair cut...but seriously $100??! He weighs all of 25lbs and I dont like people touching my feet either.

Tonight, I cut his fur. I stepped up and set out to give him a simple buzz cut, quick and easy. Here is what I learned:
1. He is exhausting
2. He hates having his feet touched and someone should really touch his feet more to get him used to it.

For the most part I accomplished what I set out to do. He is trimmed. I have a grocery bag FULL of fur. He has GOT to feel better..cooler...lighter! I mean come on, he even dozed off while I was working on his chest.
Y'all....he looks like one of those furry legged chickens.  (Seriously, they are real. Go Google it. You wont be disappointed.  )





Bless... my poor baby.

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