I know it's been a long time since I've blogged but life has been pretty much same ol', same ol'. My mom and dad have both been home and doing okay, the great ball of fire has been up in the great blue and it's been getting warmer and warmer. More trips out to the strip of land among the water, which is fun, but mostly just my usual.

Until now. My mom and dad decided my fur was too long and shaggy for the warm weather. To be frank, I can't say I disagreed. Even a little bit of running made me hot, hot, hot. So they took me to a new groomer. And left me there for the day. I stood patiently and as quietly as I could while the very sweet two-legger danced and whirled about me with her electric buzz buzz machine and away went my fur. All of it. Sometimes she got too close to my skin and I had to tell her to stop. I didn't like it one bit. I miss my old groomer.

So when my dad finally came to rescue me, I bolted right out the door. I don't want to go back there again.

And now I have no fur. It's fine, after all, because I'm cooler now and can run more and play more without getting too hot and needing to lay down in the shade. But I feel naked. Everyone comments on how cute I look but, really, I mean, is it even me anymore? But Dad says I look like a chicken. Mom doesn't like it either but she keeps assuring me my fur will grow back. And it's coming back already. That's a good thing.

And, better still, Mom has promised I won't ever have to go back to that groomer again. And that's the best promise ever!

Tags: Marlee, Golden Doodle, Dog