If you're a dog lover you might understand this.
You make a fuss of a dog on the sofa as you walk past, you take his head on both your hands and rummage round his ears as he leans into you loving the attention. You notice a knot under one ear...you examine further...look for a knot under the other ear...find one...nip to the dog cupboard and get the scissors...calm the dog who's now seen the scissors...hold dog in place with one hand whilst trying to locate knot and balance scissors in the other hand...find knot...snip it off...done.
Or at least 'done' is what the dog hopes you'll be. But something inside you says 'Well while we're here'. So you start trimming...just a bit...to neaten his ears up...then balance the other one so he's not lop sided...etc etc etc...2 hours later...2 very unimpressed puppies sporting the 'chopped' look.
Bless them, their previous sleek and shiny coat is now in the hoover and even I'm embarrassed at how bad they look.
Shame...I always wanted to be a hairdresser...it seems is not my vocation though!
Just loved this story. Been there, done that myself and ended up with my dog looking as though he had just gone through the mincing machine.
Posted by: Joan | August 04, 2009 at 04:04 PM