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| LADY WITH ONE OF HER SHORTER TRIMS |
I was just thinking of the first time I took Lady, our late mutt, to the groomer.
Lady was a fuzzy girl with white-and-brown fur. I had taken her to Puttin on the Petz, and I was waiting for them to bring her out.
I was standing there wearing shorts, and they brought out this little white dog. While I looked around for Lady, this little dog sat down in front of me and waited. Finally, it licked my knee.
I looked down and suddenly realized that THAT WAS LADY. I wish I had a photo of her alone and us together. Without her fur, she looked like a different dog. (They'd cut her hair short, and she felt like velvet.)
Why was she all-white? That was the color of her undercoat.
I loved all versions of Lady, but that was maybe my favorite. But she needed her fur to protect her from weather, bugs or unfriendly dogs. So I never let them shear her again.
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