It's been a wee bit hot and sticky here, with no breeze or let up of showers (which the weather forecast has predicted) to cool us down and refresh the greenery that is growing.
So it has come the time for Tyser's annual hair cut. He will lay taking in the attention if you use scissors, electric razor would be out of the question for this is a dog that is scared of his own wind, a gentle giant, a hot gentle giant. Miss F took the job on as she has done in previous years. The only bit he wouldn't have cut was around his beard around his whiskers and the top of his head.
He still has no sense and now looks even a bit more dimmer, nice but dim in the dog world. Summer must be coming, farmer J wants his hair cut, lets hope he won't look as dim after his locks are trimmed.
Comments
Post a Comment