Monday, July 15, 2013

Cleanliness Next to Godliness. . .

Or so they say.  Milo is groomed and bathed every week.  I know, I know.  I’m not supposed to bathe him more than once a month.  But for reasons unrelated to his color (white), he needs to be bathed weekly.  But this time, he hasn’t been bathed for two weeks.  And to make matters worse, we had a visit last weekend by Winston and Jack, first-son Seth’s dogs.  And the messes they get into, trust me, are totally unhygienic. 

Here he is pre-grooming.  The photo doesn’t fully articulate the filth on his dog-ness, but trust me, he was dirty. 

Then there was the hairdo.  A comb and cut atop the dining table, which is thoroughly cleaned post-coiffure, I assure you.  He dozes during much of this and it’s a challenge to turn him over to do the other side—a little like turning flaky fish that falls apart.  One must be ever so careful about it.

His hair (not fur) grows so fast that I have to take this much off every week—never mind every other week. 

Then there’s the bath.  He loves his bath (NOT!), but he tolerates it.  And afterward, he looks a little like a wet dog, which makes a lot of sense since, in fact, he IS a wet dog.


An hour or so later, he has returned to his former temporarily clean self looking so dapper and, I imagine, feeling ever so much better. 

Besides we’re much more likely to be affectionate if he’s clean!

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