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Wednesday, January 2, 2019

January 2. Day 2. I can see clearly now

 Yesterday the dogs could barely see. Rumple, in particular, was basically blinded by hair.
They were due to have their regular stylists appointment on Christmas Eve. While I often put off my own haircuts the dogs are groomed every six weeks. But we were away and in any event grooming them in the middle of a beach holiday is like throwing another bucket of sand on the beach - pretty much useless. So I rescheduled the appointment to the first day the salon opened after the new year. Had I left it any longer they may have called the RSPCA - had they been able to see the numbers on the phone to dial . Anyway, a few hours and a fist full of dollars later and look what we have. Gloriously groomed creatures. They were pretty as a picture - and then they rolled in the dirt and played catch the rubber chicken with Elliott and Owen.
It's hard to know who was more excited - the boys or the dogs ... certainly it wasn't the squeaky rubber chicken which got a thorough going over. Regardless a great time was had by all.
























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