Life Lesson From The Girls

The Girls of course are my Mother and Daughter, dose of Double Trouble,  AKC Champion Hairy Hairless Chinese Cresteds: Kenzie (Mom) and KatiE (Daughter). 

Although Bandit, my True Hairless Chinese Crested was a tad bit prissy--he really disliked dirt--The Girls put the capital in Diva. And their prissiness has never been more apparent than after a visit to the groomers.

I thought the extra hair they've been sporting since the last professional groom was unwelcome and hot. It was so long it was curling.  The straighter hair on their crest (head),  plume (tip of the tail),  socks (feet), and the fringe on the ears, meeting the curls where they should be hairless, made them kind of scruffy looking. I really couldn't call them my Show Girls--well I could, but people would think I'm living in their past glory days at best--or downright delusional. Truthfully, their Best In Show and AKC Retired Champion titles should be evident--not something that requires explanation.  

But more than their looks, their personalities seemed to shine a little dimmer with the extra hair.

It seemed like they felt they are a little bit less special than they are. 

I also thought they might be hot since they spent less time outside, and more in the air conditioning lying on the cool floor tiles. Or maybe the blues set in--blues as in depression, not blues as in cool tunes--since their gait seemed a little less springy. Although, when I pulled out the tandum leash their bounce picked up a tad. They like going out on walkies.

But the bounce they would get for a simple walk is nothing like the spring in their step today! In fact, all night long, after their day at the Doggie Spa (just the groomers)  they pranced around the house. When they went outside to go potty, they did their normal racing around--with plumes flying in the wind current they created, but after they tuckered out some, they still managed to strut around the yard. And I do mean strut--just like they did when they were in the show ring.

The Girls have taught me a valuable life lesson:
Occassional pampering is good for the attitude.