Traditional Spring Hair Cut
There is little as heart wrenching as watching Olive being dragged into the back room at the groomer's: legs splayed, nails attempting to dig into the concrete floor, eyes wide and panicked despite the sleepy pills taking effect.
But oh man, Spring Olive is a different dog. A dog with feet! And long legs! And pigtails! And eyeballs! And... a little more chub than I remember from last fall.
Mitzi did not get a haircut but was very interested in all of the hullablaoo and also why is Olive getting treats? Mitzi wants treats! Mitzi is a good girl!
Mitzi also isn't allowed onto the furniture and it was extremely difficult to get her up onto the bench. Once she was there it took a lot of treats and praise to get her out of the ears-back-eyes-wide-OMG-I'm-going-to-be-in-so-much-trouble look.
And then I made Donovan sit for me for TWO MINUTES OH MY GOD even though he's not doing anything with his hair this week. It was a traumatizing experience as one might as expect. Because teenagers.