Ozzy has been having some trouble with his allergies and rubbing his eyes again, so I've had to put ointment on his eyes. All the rubbing has caused his face to get mats, so I've taken the scissors to him, gradually over the past week. It started with his mustache, little at a time. I'd cut off a little bit then give him a Pupparoni and make a big deal about him. When it came time to cut off the mats around his eyes it was a little trickier but I used the same format and he let me do it, with the Pupparoni at the end, and a little bit at each session.
He needs to be groomed, obviously, as you can tell by the length of his ears. His nails are too long, too, but I'm not going to try those. I know he must be a pistol for the groomers to do on his face cause that's always what they're doing when I pick him up and that's always where the stray long hairs are. Maybe now it won't be quite so hard for them.
Anyway, now his face is short and his ears are long so he looks like an Afghan hound with a gland deficiency. Usually he enjoys having his picture taken, but as you can tell by the second picture, he just wanted me to put the camera down this time. No standing and posing this time. Oh, that's a sad face. Alex already told me she's not letting me anywhere near my grandchildren with scissors in my hand.
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