When good ideas go baaadd!

I think my ego got the best of me today. I like to think there is nothing I cannot do. No one ever told me anything to the contrary. I probably wouldn't have listened had they tried!




Well, I'd like it noted that perhaps I am not the best dog groomer in the world. Probably not even the best groomer on my street. There is distinct possibility that I am not even number one in my own household! A three years old with crayola scissors could likely fair better.




There was reason for me to believe that I could be succesful at this task. I have clipped horses. I have shorn sheep. I have cut the locks of many human heads, male and female alike. Never had anything like this happen before.




Well, let me show you my Dingo - pre haircut. Lovely little rat bastard, isn't he?

And then... an hour of clipping, with dread locks flying every which way, and I present the finished product. It should be said that my intentions were good. There was no malice involved. Heck, I wasn't even mad at the little shit. Okay...here goes.

Oh...my poor, poor, used to be lovely puppy.He looks OLD. He looks SKINNY. He looks like his owners HATE HIM!!

Does the same quote for humans also apply to dogs? You know the one, "the only difference between a bad haircut and good haircut is 3 weeks?" Please say yes!

I'm sorry Dingo. If you think it will help, I will learn to knit and make you a lovely little sweater. Not much I can do about your head tho. That will just have to grow back.

The worst thing about this situation? My sister-in-law is, by trade, a PROFESSIONAL DOG GROOMER.

How you gonna explain that Jo? Miss Know it all-show off-I can do anything?!?

Being impulsive is fun alot of the time, but once in awhile it bites you in the ass!