Remember how I live in a place that’s as cold as the North Pole?
And I’m a Shih Tzu. Which means my fur grows just like a person’s hair. I need to go to the dog dressers every couple of months for a trim.
Every time I get my fur cut it’s super short and I shiver so my person thought we should wait a bit before I get it done again.
This is the result.
And it’s not pretty. I warn you. These photos are not for the faint of heart.
I promise. I am in there behind the fur.