The weather's getting hotter. Poor long haired Deacon suffers in the summer so we usually get his fur clipped a couple of times, giving him some welcome relief from his normally gorgeous, long, shaded red coat.
Last Friday was his first clipping of the summer and these photographs were taken on the afternoon of his pampering. Doesn't he look smart? The blue bows lasted about an hour (well, they were compromising his machismo, somewhat), but the poor nervous soul, who doesn't enjoy being groomed hid under the chair in Max's room for a lot longer than that. Aw Deeksie, you'll thank us come Christmas.
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