Shaggy Selfies

It was the summer holidays. A few of our friends have been away, our dog walker went on holiday including our groomer. But September is here, school is back which means our doggy friends have all returned too.  In the meantime, we have become shaggy dogs!

We took selfies to show you how long our hair had grown over the summer months.  Unlike my floppy top, George’s fringe just grows upwards.

Charlie’s muzzle is all over the placeAs for Jaffa, his Boho look had been complemented with souvenirs of Summer!and me. I haven’t bumped into anything yet …

As for Marley, he never gets shaggy. He just gets more poofy!

So the “Shaggy” Dogs went to “poofy” dog’s house for a grooming party! First up, George!For a rescue, George loves to be groomed. He loves the touch, the fuss and we get the feeling that as long as he’s got the attention, he has no fear of hair dryer or clippers.  And he likes feeling clean.
Yay! We are all clean now!  Everything all tidied up and shaped up! Did that all come from me?

Jaffa was up next.  Yup! That’s Jaffa not a babushka! She had on a “happy hoodie” to muffle out the sound of the hairdryer. All blown fluffy and dry, the shaving began. It was obvious Jaffa had an amazing summer and she brought back souvenirs to show for it – burs, seaweed, muck stuck deep in her legs which necessitated a shave.That was just from the lower parts of her body!And the end result – half of the Jaffa we knew with long skinny legs.  She was way too matted to do anything else.

NEXT! Charlie! Another scaredy cat who’s afraid of the hair dryer. “What are you looking at?” asked CharlieSee Charlie, it is all quite relaxing!

Charlie’s daddy asked to have him cut very short but as he wasn’t so matted in the legs, Mummy told the groomer to keep them longer than the body and to round off his paws, i.e. don’t show the digits!And the end result – (not so) lean mean, Charlie-bean!When it was all over, he got lots of cuddles!

And then it was my turn!After a wash, I was getting a blow dryAnd I came out long and fluffy!
If Mummy had it her way – if the streets were paved and swept, and it never rained, and the parks are just fields of green instead of nature’s variety of foliage that changes with the seasons, she would keep me shaggy!But alas, we live in the real world and it rains quite a bit in London.  The city streets though paved gets all wet and gritty with rain and dust.  Even the “Royal Parks” are subject to puddles and muddy fields.  So I got the trim down as well but not like Charlie and Jaffa.And while I was being fluffed and shaped, Marley was getting washed and brushedHe sat patiently while his mummy took out every bit of matting in his legs.And it was then Marley’s turn on the table –Look at those Elvis flares!And the end result! Handsome Marley!

Well, that was a marathon of a grooming day – from 9am till 6pm. No wonder we’re all tired. Charlie’s passed out!

May’s comment: Thank you Marley and Yaena for hosting yet another successful grooming party!  All the doggies feel so much better and it was timely for cuddles at bedtime with Darcy, George and Charlie!