Goodness it's hot and a certain little black dog is a lot happier for a haircut, which occurred in two phases on Friday. Phase one - the scissors.....................phase two - the clippers. My mum barely recognised him this morning.
Here he is after the initial session which resulted in me having to physically unclog the hoover due to sheer weight of hair.
To pay me back for inflicting the scissors on him, he took all his sticks and bones out of the kennel that he never uses, and scattered them all over the lawn.
It was hot but cloudy that day. We have some coastal visitors from down river who seem to be increasing in number every time I go out. Fishing in the river perhaps?
In this heat, we normally head for water on our walks so Snip can have a drink half way.
On our way, we saw foals with their coats changing colour........
...........and mares scratching their bums.
A male Broad Bodied Chaser at last:
On Saturday, we went to the beach at Teignmouth for the afternoon.
He had a sand bath over and over again:
It was a blisteringly hot day and he drank a whole bottle of water in his travel bowl in one go.
It was clear there was a lot more fur to remove to make him comfortable so on Sunday, the clippers came out, much to the horror of the other two members of the household, who both use them for their own hair. I promised to clean them afterwards. I wasn't trusted to do so and there was a little hurrumphing and tutting but it was agreed he looked much better as a result. Another hoover-full of hair.
Today was sweltering again and after yesterday's clipper phase, Snip was looking and feeling good. Perhaps I could starting a grooming parlour? Perhaps not.
Origami Boy wanted me to thank you all for you congratulations. He was very pleased. I was going to say 'touched' but that's an emotion too subtle for most nine year old boys. The summer holidays are looming again. I can't believe it's come round again already. Until next time, here's a happy seaside Snippet.