...which means, the dreaded grooming. With weather like this, we have to get it done. Sorry for the vertical photos
So early last Tuesday, we set out for the groomers. To remind you what he looks like before, here it is.
I'm not sure how grooming should be done. Here at our favorite groomers, Monkey got a rough clipping to remove most of the length before he goes for shampoo. I've instructed the groomer not to clean his ears and not to trim his tail.
The next part was his least favorite part, the drying. The dyer was LOUD and he was moving around so much. I feel sorry for him. I could see the assistant holding his ear down at least when he was pointing the nozzle close to his face. No pictures but he had a noose around his neck. One time, they didn't put it on him and the groomer's assistant reached for a brush and Monkey was able to jump and run to me.
Next up, more clipping and scissoring.
A huge Golden Retriever was brought up to grooming table getting ready to go next. He is the owner's dog, so the groomers know him very well. I requested a summer cut body for Monkey and a longer cut for his face. While Mr. Groomer was doing that, his assistant was brushing this big guy and I asked if he was friendly and if I could approach him. He's a lovely dude (dog, not the assistant). I got to brush him, too. Then a bit later, he was already pawing me to get more chest scritches. I lufff him already! I've always wanted a Golden, but man, are they huge. So that would mean, bigger feedings and bigger *excuse me* poops and probably buckets of pee. Maybe someday.
This part of the grooming was the longest. It took 45 minutes of him doing just that. I can't imagine doing this myself and get a good result.
Without further ado, here is the before and after. Meet my bobble head!
Sorry for the mismatched sizes.
I'm still getting used to his face, four days after. I felt he was a strange dog that followed me home. I'm not sad to see his top knot go. It was difficult to maintain and he keeps scratching at it that sometimes, his skin gets pink (even though it's loose enough). He feels better after his cut. He looks really scrawny though. For a moment, I felt I was starving him or not feeding him enough. My husband reminded me that he weighs 6kg (13.2 pounds), so he's not "thin". I also have to remind myself that his ribs aren't poking through.
There's my bobble head dog. Thank you for reading and have a laugh on us. It's okay, we stare at him and laugh and he gives us that look. So, go ahead.