Ks Are Wild

My cats are shorthairs.  )You soooooo thought I was going “there” didn’t you?  That’s what she said!!!)

My black poodle is hairy high and low.  Don’t ask me why – don’t know.  It’s not the lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead Darlin’.

Actually, it is the lack of bread.  Do you know how expensive professional grooming is on a regular basis?  Yowsers!  Luckily, my parents, packrats that they be, still had the Oster electric clippers from my old Shelty, Muffy (I kid you not!  That was…wait for it…HIS name.)  And yes, for those who remember him, he did die when I was in the 5th grade.  Not gonna do the math for you folks, but that is quite a longass time to hang on to such an item.  I wonder if they’re going to sound like an old-fashioned vibrating bed they’re so old (the clippers, not the parents).  But you know what?  Despite my quipping, I’m grateful.  I needed electric clippers for Maude.  They saw it on my Amazon wishlist and they probably hunted it down in their crazy garage.  That was probably a lot of time and energy to do that so it was sweet of them to go through the effort and the cost in shipping them to me.

Maude’s pretty shaggy right now.  It’s interesting in that there’s more of the dumb dog jokes that get thrown out when she’s shaggy like this vs. when she has the poodle cut with the long ears and pom-pom tail.  Then she’s “cute” and “dainty” and “girly.”  Thank heavens she’s black so she doesn’t show all the mud on her lower legs and paws.  It is IMPOSSIBLE to keep my floor clean right now.  Whatever the case, I love to weave my fingers through it.  I miss having a longhair cat though.

If I let her ears and poof grow out again in time for next Halloween, I could stick a cool hat on her, roll a fat looking blunt out of a paper towel and tuck it in her collar and call her a Rastafarian tripping guide dog.  Seriously, she could get the dreads if I let her.  Their hair grows so fast!