Wednesday, August 19, 2009

"Hello, Police? I'd like to report a scalping."

It'd been a week since I gave Fergus his haircut and Seamus was getting hairier by the day. With another drive up to the farm about to happen and the August temperatures climbing higher each day, I decided I must give Seamus his haircut NOW. So I got up early, dragged him into the center of the room and began with the electric clippers. But his hair was so thick I couldn't get my new, expensive clippers to cut it. So out came the scissors:

I clipped his face and back first. He was NOT enjoying this:

The piles of black hair grew higher and higher, sticking to my skin and getting into my nose and mouth:

Seamus is of a calmer temperament than is Fergus. And it's a good thing, too because if he'd struggled as hard as Fergus had I might have given up.

This is his beseeching look:

If dogs could talk Part 1 (click to enlarge):

If dogs could talk Part 2 (click to enlarge):

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