Walter and I share certain characteristics - long legs, long hair, collecting burrs...Oh. Wait. That last one is all Wally.
His romping and rummaging in the underbrush is a joy to behold - and a horror to repair. He does NOT like being brushed but (again unlike papa), has no trouble with scissors.
...Foreshadowing not subtle enough?
It started with a few surgically removed burrs - mere skirmishes in the coming War. All too soon I realized that there was no middle ground: Walter Must Be Shorn or the Allies Would Die!
If the noise he makes while being brushed are any measure, he is big on hyperbole too - like father...
In my defense, he loves his new 'do, and it will look better after he goes to the groomers this week, and all I had
to work with was a squirming dog and small scissors. I couldn't get it all one length - some burrs were to the skin - but I think he looks pretty good.
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