Springtime is on my mind
Flowers blooming, all the time
Smell the roses
Smell the grass
Old man winter can kiss my ass
--Spinal Tap, "Springtime"
Yay, winter.
The people who dig the snow Are usually not those who dig the snow |
Yesterday was fairly nice, mostly sunny, high in the forties, so global warming will kill us before the year is out. All the snow we'd had earlier in the week had melted but for some piles here and there.
Unfortunately that left Winter's sickly child, Mud, all over the joint. And the dog had just gotten a pro grooming for the first time in two months.
He's a hairy beast, and we never let him go that long normally. His fuzz gets matted and clumped, and that's no good for him. We ought to brush him out daily, but none of us would like that, least of all him. We're lucky to have a great groomer who has a knack with the hairy dudes like him.
But in December, we skipped his usual monthly groom. Why? Because it would have been close to Christmas, and a lot of people who wouldn't normally get a dog groomed by a pro do so when company is coming or when cute pictures with Santa are going to be posted. Also, they might want to board the dog for a few days, or take advantage of doggie daycare (a service our groomer also provides), and that's where the rub is. Because we were a little nervous about this new and mysterious respiratory disease that's going after the dogs.
The disease is dangerous and disconcerting. It's similar to kennel cough, but the cause is unknown thus far. I have heard of no cases diagnosed here in New York yet. Of course, the usual warnings apply, to keep your dog away from places where lots of other dogs congregate -- like the groomer or the boarder or the dog park. Since you can expect a lot of dogs in these places around the holidays, my wife suggested we skip a month.
So we skipped December. Izzy was not a huge mess when the time came for January's cleaning, but yeah, he was ready, all right. Off we went yesterday for his early-morning appointment.
He dealt with it with his usual combination of love and panic -- I think he loves the groomer but hates the grooming. I picked him up a few hours later and he looked and smelled awesome. Having him riding in the backseat was like having an seventy-pound air freshener.
Aaaand then there was the mud.
The mud was neither very deep nor very squishy, but I have one strongly enforced rule: Stay clean for ONE DAMN DAY after I drop serious lettuce on your bath. It meant keeping pup away from the muddy edge of the sidewalk. The advantage I had was that he was too exhausted from the grooming to need a lot of exercise in the afternoon.
So he's clean; apparently disease-free; my wallet is lighter; and there are no blizzards in the forecast. If you're in the Hudson Valley and your car is musty, I will rent out the fuzzy air freshener at cheap rates. He will even leave dog hair behind to keep the odor alive.
Act fast: It rained last night and he could get muddy at any moment.
That first (& only) day when yer doggie smells sweet. I grew to love the smell of the dog shampoo. I already loved the smell of my dog. ;>
ReplyDeleteThe terrorists are short haired, so not really in need of grooming. However, they shed something fierce. Each time we clean the house, there's enough fur to build another dog. Which I definitely do not need.
ReplyDeleterbj13
I've owned Golden Retrievers almost my entire life - they shed like crazy, but don't need a lot in the grooming department. What little they need, I do on my own.
ReplyDeleteEnter our new pup, the Golden Doodle. 7 months in and he's already been groomed 3 times. I know what you mean by the "wallet is lighter" part. And while he generally stays out of the mud, the two of them play pretty rough, so he's always got a crunchy spot of dried dog slobber from the bigger dog on the back of his neck.