instead of going on a mexico weekend getaway, we get to doggysit. plans change and it’s ok. i’d rather be in mexico, but it’s fun having a fuzzy friend around.
although, i liked him better last time when he had a buzzcut and looked like a little lion. now, he’s full of hair and it’s not as much fun. i thought about grabbing our new hair clippers and going to work. i’d be doing his owners a favor.
he’ll just have to stay hot with his mounds of fur.
we’re all about hair removal these days, aren’t we? perhaps the last sentence is more true than you intended.
don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. just wait till it’s 120 degrees out, you’ll be begging for less hair, too.