The pooch cut

After my less than stellar experience with my hair cut I was quite apprehensive about any kind of grooming with scissors. Especially if they were to get near my canine son, Captain. At eight months old, my little bundle was all about the au natural look. But as he started growing up, his body hair became more dense and it was quite a task to give him his daily brushing. Very soon it came to our attention that the boy was having a major Beiber problem, too much hair action, which I suspected, obstructed his black and white vision considerably.

Plus his vet informed me, that trapped moisture in his shaggy coat could lead to infection and skin problems. And so the search began to find a good dog groomer. And let me tell you one thing, they are in short supply. Another thing that I would have considered as a profession had I known how much in demand it is. Even in a sluggish economy like the Brits. Finally cornered down one who came highly recommended and called to fix an appointment for the weekend. Got an appointment for a month later, on a working day at 9.30 in the morning, in a town 20 miles away. Turns out come Spring, all doggy owners get their pooches shampooed, trimmed and cologned for Spring. As a new mama, I was way behind schedule.

Finally the D day arrived, office leaves arranged, alarms set, doggy walks taken to prevent pooping pasties at the groomers and we were off. Once we reached V.I.P. which stands for Very.Important.Pooches. run by a lovely lady with whom I have chatted endlessly, who knows my name but I don’t know hers, I was asked about what cut I wanted.  Out came the google image of a cute dog with what I considered the best cut. Fluffy enough to look like a teddy bear with no vision compromise. But it turns out that Captain’s reluctance to get brushed coupled with my scissor happy fingers had made him patchy in some places along with the problem of his severely matted undercoat. With the male partner completely at sea with all this hair talk, it was up to the lady to take a call. And take a call I did. Off went the coat with all the matted bits and in came a dapper new young fellow with a spring in his steps. And with his scarf he looks like Dev Anand circa Guide. No?