The other day, after having shear success buzzing Beck's head, I decided to give the dog a refreshing trim.
After what seemed like hours of sheering, I decided to leave from the knee down, un-shaved. The finished result looked a lot like this:
And let's just say, he wasn't too happy when I tried to take a picture.
Of course, I have the same reaction when anyone tries to take my picture from behind. Heh.
But before he could feel too badly about such mistreatment, I showed him this!
and all was forgiven.
Oh no! Does Samsmama have a dog?!