I think I have made no secret of the love we have for our dog Oscar. He’ll be two in August and has really grown up in the past several months. He’s grown out too.
His fur, that is.
In fact, some may say that he’s grown it out a little too long.
I can see why they’d say that. Come to think of it, we had wondered why he kept walking into walls, but we figured he just wasn’t paying attention.
But looking at these pictures, I’m thinking that maybe he just couldn’t see. Poor little guy.
So we took him to the groomer this weekend. As much as it seemed to freak him out, it really was a necessity for him and for us. We dropped him off in the morning and picked him up several hours later looking shiny and new.
And skinny. Oh my goodness, I think he lost 10 pounds! (I wonder if this works on humans?)
He also looks like a completely different dog. In fact, I was worried when I first saw him. Was he even ours? They could have done a little switcheroo in the back and I would have never known.
But then he looked up at me with that sweet little face and I thought, he’s ours all right. I’d recognize those eyes anywhere.
Well, now that I can seem them.
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