All Brushed Out
27/01/09 18:29 Filed in: Pawsonal
It's official. I'm a fluff ball. My mom's been at me
for seven full darknesses now since she came homeand
now I look like a big fuzzy ball.
She's got this bag of brushes and combs that she keeps around the house and, every time I get even the slightest bit drowsy, out they come. Brush brush brush. Comb comb comb. Sometimes it feels nice and sometimes not so much!
She talks to me the whole time she's going at me and tries to make it sound like my giving in is a good thing. We even fight sometimes. I grrr and bark and she tells me to shush and comes at me again. When I try to leave, she grabs my front paws and pulls me back to her. How can I resist her? She's still bigger than me!
I have to admit, now that she's brushed and combed me into submission, I am finding I don't have as many nasty skin pulls any more when I move. I think my fur gets tangled up in itself when I don't get the brushing often enough and that leads to pulls and tugs. They can really hurt. More even than the brush and the comb.
So maybe it's a good thing. But, my goodness, you should see me! I'm puffed up like a blow fish. My fur sticks out in every direction. I take up twice as much room.
I won't even let my dad take a picture of me, I feel so silly. Oh well. You'll have to take my word for it. Brushing and combing may be a good thing (and I admit that only grudgingly) but I really don't want to look like Farrah in her 1970s heyday!
She's got this bag of brushes and combs that she keeps around the house and, every time I get even the slightest bit drowsy, out they come. Brush brush brush. Comb comb comb. Sometimes it feels nice and sometimes not so much!
She talks to me the whole time she's going at me and tries to make it sound like my giving in is a good thing. We even fight sometimes. I grrr and bark and she tells me to shush and comes at me again. When I try to leave, she grabs my front paws and pulls me back to her. How can I resist her? She's still bigger than me!
I have to admit, now that she's brushed and combed me into submission, I am finding I don't have as many nasty skin pulls any more when I move. I think my fur gets tangled up in itself when I don't get the brushing often enough and that leads to pulls and tugs. They can really hurt. More even than the brush and the comb.
So maybe it's a good thing. But, my goodness, you should see me! I'm puffed up like a blow fish. My fur sticks out in every direction. I take up twice as much room.
I won't even let my dad take a picture of me, I feel so silly. Oh well. You'll have to take my word for it. Brushing and combing may be a good thing (and I admit that only grudgingly) but I really don't want to look like Farrah in her 1970s heyday!