About half the time, we cut the dogs’ hair ourselves. Rich and I set up a table in the yard, get out the clippers and shave away.
Sugar treats this as a spa day and luxuriates in the attention she gets while relaxed and splayed out on the table. Her eyes start to droop, and she dozes off in bliss as we work on her.
Molly doesn’t agree with the whole bliss thing.
But she is cooperative and mostly patient, so it’s not bad. The trouble isn’t them, it’s me. I can do the grooming myself and they don’t look hideous after.
Still, I hate doing it. Even though the table makes for easy access to the dog, and we work outside so clean up isn’t extremely awful, I just don’t like doing the job. I feel like I end up with more fur on me than is on the pups.
Most of that fur, is in my nostrils.
To keep down the costs on grooming, I do it anyway. Our dogs run in the woods, dig in the mud, tangle up in burrs. And doodle fur is made of Velcro. Every twig they walk by sticks in it. If you don’t keep their coats nice, they will mat.
So 2 to 3 tines a year, we shave it all off. I compromise on the expense by sometimes doing the job. But when I can, splurging on having a pro groom them means more to me than most of my favorite treats or purchases.
Little Dorothy is an easy job, I shouldn’t complain too much about her 9lb body’s little bit of hair. But I still would rather not shave her either. So this week, off they all went to get prettied up.
Honestly, the girls look soooooo much better when I’m not the one holding the razor. See how lovely Molly is after visiting the beauty shop?
Honey doesn’t go, golden retrievers just need a bath in the garden hose every once in a while. And her hair doesn’t tangle or mat, or catch sticks and burns like the others do.
Also, I get plenty of her fur up my nose on a daily basis. The trade off on not needing groomed is the daily shedding.
It’s a good thing they are all so dang lovable.