Jaci Dawn

$50.

That’s what it cost to take Harvey to the “beauty salon” today. He’s lighter and my wallet is lighter.

This was precipitated by how miserable Harvey was last summer when we had hot weather. This year, we decided he needed to be shaved before we rolled into summer. And so I made some phone calls to local dog groomers and checked them off my list. OK, there were only two that I called and it wasn’t too hard.

Groomer #1 was professional sounding and booked out several weeks in advance.

Groomer #2 didn’t know what an English Setter was.

My veterinarian recommended Groomer #1 (why didn’t I call them first? I have no idea. Maybe so I’d talk to Groomer #2 who did not have a clue?)

Several weeks later, it was time for Harvey’s first professional hair cut.

I don’t even get my hair cut professionally. I don’t cut my hair except to trim it, but that’s another story.

I took Harvey to a very unassuming little house tucked in behind an auto shop, right next to the railroad: Kellie’s Dog House. She doesn’t have a web site: she’s too busy grooming dogs, but she does have a Facebook page.

She also did a stand-out job and we will be return business for her.

I had her leave the “feathers” in his tail and his ears went untouched. Otherwise, about ten pounds of fluffy dog hair disappeared. He looks more like a Dalmatian than a Setter now.

Except for the tail.

He’s wondering if that cat will come sit on the top rail of the fence to check out his new ‘do. Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty.

That cat is too smart to make an appearance when the dog is that close.

Harvey is so happy to be cooler now.