It was overdue. Mr. Georgie boy needed his super shaggy fur maintained. Lucky for me my friend has a pet grooming mobile van up the street. This time I opted to not attend the torture. The look on his face when the water is pouring down into his big eyes is more wounding than a Keane painting.
It's funny when he first returns from the beauty salon. He has a sort of routine, where he is ashamed at first and then prancing around in his naked skin. Did I mention his head resembles a football or the baby from Family Guy?
I often imagine him having that accent, especially when he is attempting to wake me up for meals. Anyway, here's the latest status on his good looks.