My Handsome Little Man

It's been a while since Angel has seen the groomer. In fact, he hasn't been since we moved into the new house a little over a year ago.

The main reason he hasn't been is because I am too sensitive. I know that he doesn't like to go, and that he gets pretty stressed out when he realizes that's where he is headed, but on the other hand I know it is in his best interest to go, so usually I end up taking him at regular intervals.

During the summer I cut Papa's hair myself. It had become rather unruly, but I didn't want to take him to the groomer's, so one day I gave him a bath, broke out some scissors, and trimmed Angel's hair as best I could. I did a half decent job, if I do say so myself, but I didn't do nearly as well as the groomer. I also couldn't trim Angel's toenails, and they were getting to be quite long.

I was contemplating taking Angel to get his hair and nails done this weekend, when out of the blue the groomer called me! She said it had been a while since Angel had been in, and would I like to make an appointment, so I did, and now we can see the results of her work...

When the groomer first got a look at Angel she said, "Angel! What happened to you!", clearly a shot at Angel's daddy, but she was right, I had let Papa go to seed, and I knew it.

The groomer went to the computer, and in the section where she puts in what kind of cut and other services she was to do she simply wrote, "Do what you can."

Three hours later, Papa came home.

Now Angel is all cleaned up and looking good. I guess I should keep the before pictures handy to remind me of how shaggy Angel gets when I don't take him to be groomed like I should.

Posted by Jeff at January 20, 2008 9:07 AM