Our Morning Ritual

Charlie and I start our mornings, these days, with a hair harvest.
He is finally shedding. Charlie pulls out his tail fur with his teeth,
but asks me to pull out the underfur from the rest of his body.

I tug at a little wisp of loose wool and then,
like a magician pulling scarves from a coat sleeve,
pull and pull and pull until I have a huge handful of fluff.
It’s so soft and smells like him.
He is SO LITTLE under all that fuzz!

photo taken July 2019

one year ago: Summer Love
two years ago: Howdy!
three years ago: All Smiles
four years ago: Looking Up
five years ago: Shaggy
six years ago: Dust Up
seven years ago: Serious Shedding
eight years ago: Miss Oblivious
nine years ago: Mouthfull
ten years ago: Shadow Eyes
eleven years ago: Snow Nose

8 Responses to “Our Morning Ritual”

  1. Johnathen Says:

    O lucky guy

  2. mj Says:

    Love Charlie’s expression, which seems to say, “Thanks, mom, it feels so much better now.

  3. Terry Says:

    How much does Charlie weigh?

  4. richard reynolds Says:

    Have you thought of having that knitted into something? Folks do that.

  5. mlaiuppa Says:

    That is so adorable he asks you to groom him. Not the other dogs. You. You have such a special relationship with him.

  6. PatH Says:

    Can’t wait to see Charlie in his slim summer coat.

  7. Sherred Lane Says:

    It’s “the eyes!” They get me every time…

  8. Kevin Says:

    Richard Reynolds,

    It’s called ‘chiengora’, and it’s reported to produce very warm blankets/mittens/etc. A very good suggestion for somebody living in Wyoming, I think! :)

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