Against my advice, Claire allowed the humans to take her to the groomers. She called it a "stylist", but I'm not buying it. I know what happens at those places. They attach your leash to a poll and hold you down while they trim away your winter coat. However, now that I look at the pictures the humans took while they were there, it appears to be quite different than what I've come to know. She looks like she's in a 1950's, Poppy approved, NYC taxi cab.
She's not tied down here and actually looks quite content.
That's right, just a little off the back, not too much off the front and sides either. I don't want her looking like a Poodle.
She's so cute isn't she? I'm starting to think the humans favor her over me. My haircuts never go like that.
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