Groomer = 0 Casey = 1

There is a long history to Casey being groomed.  When we first got him as a puppy, he had long hair which 10-year-old Christina promised to faithfully brush every single day if only we would let her keep him.

Fast forward two years. Of course the now 12-year-old Christina had absolutely no idea how much work it would take to keep Casey’s fur nice. Which meant she didn’t brush him everyday.  Which meant he would get tangles and mats in his fur. When it got really bad, we would make an appointment with Tracy to get him groomed. It only took Tracy two times grooming Casey before she suggested to Christina that she try a new haircut for Casey. It was called “a puppy cut with a teddy bear face.”  I think the only thing Christina really heard at the time was “you won’t have to worry about brushing him.” It was a great idea and the perfect haircut. Even now at the old age of 13 Casey still looks like a little puppy with this cute haircut. Of course this doesn’t mean that Casey enjoys being groomed; he absolutely hates it.

Because we moved around a lot, there were a few different groomers.  The first time Stella groomed Casey she asked if we could possibly get some doggie valium for the next visit.   Groomer Trish said she worked it out where Casey would get “a little bit of grooming over a 4-hour period of time” so both of them could get through the ordeal. I loved Denise the best.  The first time she groomed Casey she handed him back to Christina and said, “He’s a brat.”  It was nice to find someone so  honest.

Another issue I know I have mentioned before is called poopie butt. When Casey gets poopie butt, he immediately needs a bath and also an appointment to be groomed.  Whoever is at home when it happens has to give him a bath. And trust me, no one wants to do that. And you can immediately tell when Casey has poopie butt because he has “that look.”  You know, the one when you are potty training a toddler and they go in their big boy pants but don’t want to admit it.

New home – new groomer.  Christina made an appointment weeks in advance (no one grooms on a weekend here, can you believe that?) and took him to the new groomer on Friday.  And then picked him up. Without being groomed.

“We couldn’t groom Casey because he was uncooperative.”

“So what? He is 7 pounds.”

“It seemed like we were really upsetting him.”

“So what? He needs to be groomed. And he is only 7 pounds.”

“We’re sure you didn’t want us to force the issue.”

“Umm, yes I did. There is this thing called poopie butt.  Did I mention he is only 7 pounds?”

So the end result is Casey did not get groomed but he did get a nice and quick butt trim. What we are more worried about is that he now thinks he can get out of being groomed. Hopefully there is a groomer somewhere in this city who won’t let a 7 pound Yorkie make that decision.

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