If there’s one thing I’ve learned over years of home renovations it’s that sometimes you have to call in a professional. There are times when your own handiwork just might not be good enough.
With that in mind, I recently made our beloved RoadDog an appointment with a professional groomer. After five years of no haircuts and several months of my own painstaking efforts, I wanted to see what Jake would look like if a real pro cut his hair. We also wanted the hair on his ears cut short in typical Cairn terrier style and, for some reason, I just wasn’t sure how to do that and blend it in with the rest of his head.
So, with some trepidation, I delivered Jake to the groomer one day last week.
Tanya Greek of Greek’s Grooming Boutique in Upper Branch is absolutely wonderful. She groomed our last dog, Nicki, and always did such a beautiful job. Nicki adored her. I’d seen her with Nicki and with other dogs, including her own, and knew she treats them like royalty, so there was no question about where Jake was going. (Our boy definitely likes to be treated like a prince.) I also knew that, although Cairns are often stripped of their underneath hair, I didn’t want that done. It might be the “right” way to do it and they say it doesn’t hurt the dogs at all, but I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I knew Tanya wasn’t going to strip his coat, but would cut his hair instead, so off we went.
Having never been through the experience of dropping off a child at day care or school for the first time, I can honestly say it was a little trying. We never leave Jake anywhere with strangers. Once in awhile he stays with my parents. Sometimes when we travel with our friends, Heather and Dennis, one or both of them “borrow” him for a bit. We sometimes leave him in hotel rooms, but he’s used to that and knows we’re coming back soon.
But when Tanya scooped him from my arms and plopped him down in a bathtub (not his favourite thing at the best of times), he stood up on his back legs, waved his front arms in his “please pick me up” move and pleaded with me with his eyes. It was gut wrenching and I got out in a hurry.
I’ll stop with my dramatics. Let’s just say I returned promptly at the appointed time. Jake was glad to see me and so, so handsome. He really did look like a little prince. Tanya did a fantastic job, just as I knew she would. And those ears, those adorable Cairn ears, I just can’t stop looking at them when I’m around him. She also did the most astounding job with his nails. I have no idea how she did it, since he hates anyone messing about his paws.
Our RoadDog is gorgeous. The only downside is that once I’d picked him up, he quickly got over being happy to see me. He sat on the passenger’s seat of my car (belted in of course) just staring at me with woeful eyes. “Why? Why did you do that to me? Why do I smell good? Why am I so neat and clean and perfect?”
it’s taken nearly a week for him to get over his own drama and forgive me, but he finally has … and he still looks great so all’s well that ends well. Thank you Tanya.