Okay–so I confess that when I went into the (new) groomer’s this morning, I did say, “Take it all off.”
But I have always said that to every groomer.
And none of them have ever taken his eyebrows.
So it was kind of a surprise to get this dog back from the groomer.
This might not be a surprise to you, if you don’t realize that I don’t have a black lab.
I have a Black Russian Terrier.
This is roughly the dog I took in this morning:
I had no idea black labs were disguising themselves as Black Russian Terriers all these years.
Kay
OK, we won’t recognise Barkly when we return, but, more importantly, will he recognise us?
Do you now have one depressed, mopey dog? Or is he bouncing around like sweet goofy lab?
I am trying not to cry but I am laughing so hard it is really difficult. Poor Barkly