Before and After

           

So Sadie finally went to the groomer. I like to call it her “Spa Day” in an effort to make it sound nice and relaxing. She gets to sit back and have her hair and nails done. What girl wouldn’t love a day like that? Unfortunately Sadie finds her Spa Days the complete opposite of relaxing. She starts shaking in the car and cries when I hand her over to the groomer. When she’s done and the groomer hands her back to me and I make a fuss over how pretty she looks, Sadie attempts to put as many holes in my clothing as she can manage with her newly sharpened claws. On the ride home I tell Sadie what a good girl she was while she ignores me, refuses to look at me, and moves away when I try to pet her. Once in the house Sadie gets her revenge by peeing on the carpet. If I give her a treat, she takes it and walks away, clearly still mad at me. Only after I offer to share some of my dinner with her does the forgiveness begin. By the next morning all is forgiven and forgotten, and we get two months of well-groomed cuteness before we have to start all over again.

Sadie’s First Haircut – #RecipeForMoments – Flashback Friday #2

Before

After

So Sadie is my first puppy, my very first dog ever. I did my research on breeds and training and everything and was mostly prepared when I brought her home. She was a tiny black little fur-ball and I instantly loved her. When I took her to the vet for the first time, the vet said she had a minor skin condition caused by interaction with chickens on the farm where she was born. We were able to clear up her skin pretty quickly, but doing so gave my little girl a bad case of dandruff. I brushed her multiple times a day, but her black fur remained stubbornly full of white flakes. I couldn’t wait until she could go to the groomer and all the flaky fur could be trimmed away. But since she was such a tiny pup, the vet was taking her time and spacing out Sadie’s vaccinations. Sadie was a little over four months old before she finally got all her shots and was allowed to go to the groomer. Being an overprotective mommy, I did all kinds of research again and finally made an appointment with a cage-free groomer that my vet recommended. The day came and the groomer was so nice and accommodating. She gave me a tour of the facility, discussed different haircut options, and assured me that my baby was in good hands. When I left Sadie with her and went outside to wait, I actually had a few tears in my eyes. It was my baby’s first haircut and the first time we had ever been separated since I brought her home from the breeder. So a couple of hours later I get the call that she’s done and I rush back to the groomer to pick her up. Out comes the groomer carrying this little gray dog and I’m confused. My Sadie is black and tan, not gray. I actually asked the groomer if she was sure that was the correct dog. As soon as Sadie heard my voice, she squirmed out of the groomer’s arms and leaped into mine, licking my face like crazy. It’s like she knew I needed the reassurance and was saying “Of course it’s me, Mommy! I missed you so much!”

This post is part of the BlogPaws #RecipeForMoments blog hop brought to you by Nature’s Recipe.

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Sadie the Boy Scout?

Sadie is due to be groomed next week, and after making her appointment, I decided to look at the pictures I took after her last grooming. Something about this picture makes my beautiful little girl look like a boy. It’s the same haircut the groomer always gives her. She’s worn plenty of bandanas before without looking like a boy. But somehow the combination of everything in this photo turns Sadie into a tomboy. She looks like she’s ready for a meeting of the Boy Scouts. Can Yorkipoos earn merit badges?