He hates this. I hate this. The husband hates hearing about how much Schultz and I both hate this. Yet it's something I have to do or the poor little guy's toes go all wonky and sideways, and that's worse than anything. I know I could take him to a pro, but then he'd just get all traumatized by strangers.
It's never as bad as we both expect it will be. I use my Dremmel with a sanding barrel, and it's literally over in fifteen minutes, tops. The same thing goes with the bath and the haircut. He's a great little guy, and tries to be patient, but as soon as he hears the water running, and I come to pick him up, he growls a little just to let me know he'll cooperate, but not happily. Nevertheless, once we're finished, and he's got a special Grooming Day treat (he throws it around and dances for a while in his joy), we're both happy and can forget the d-d-d-dog grooming for a little while.
|When he was seven or eight weeks old...I could bathe him in the sink.|
|Now he's big--23 lbs--and he still hates baths. He doesn't shed, but he gets awfully woolly...|
|Looking ever so tidy after a bath & haircut...hangin' with his foster cat Waylon.|