He’s Bad

I was going to bring Mr. Fluffles in for grooming, but we just can’t afford it. It’s not so much the grooming fee, but the anesthesia. Mr. Fluffles has the groomer too terrified to work on him unless he’s unconscious.

I don’t blame her.

Ron gave me a pair of gauntlet gloves to wear, and after trying all kinds of different grooming tools, I finally found one that seems to work.

It’s a great device with two sets of combs, one fine and one coarse. It works extremely well on Fluffles’ undercoat, and I was able to get rid of several nasty knots today, especially with the gloves on for protection.