As you might expect, a dog with a heavy winter coat that is comfortable in the upper elevations of a mountainous terrain, might not be especially comfortable in the hot, humid, sultry, appropriately named "Dog Days" of Summer in South Louisiana. Although he has shade, we can tell he's hot. So, we figured it was time for a haircut, so off to the dog groomer we went...
Strike that. We opted to do the grooming ourselves. Tricia got a pair of scissors and I got a pair of scissors and we started cutting... And cutting... And cutting...
Getting a crew cut... |
Taking "a little bit off the top!" |
We lacked the ability to blend the cuts and it gave Big Boy an odd, funny appearance, but you know what? I guarantee you, he likes the fact that we gave him a haircut - not for the appearance, but for the functionality.
Modeling the haircut |
With two 'barbers' cutting, it didn't take long for Big Boy's trip to the barber to be complete and Benjamin walked him back out to his post. It might have just been me, but it appeared he was happy, relieved, and walked a little lighter in his steps. Hopefully, since Big Boy now lacks the aerodynamic properties of the long, flowing, smooth, hair he once had, it won't affect his ability to keep the animals safe from varmints.
Contours of the Haircut |
Tricia swept up a very large pile of Big Boy's hair and will work this on her loom to make me a nice sweater.
A white pile becomes a sweater for Kyle? |
I'm only joking! We threw it away. The white pile smelled downright vile!
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