I am starting to getting upset with Red Toes. She is putting me on a towel every day and brushing my hair. “I don’t like it” I makes me very upset.
Apparently Red Toes got told off by Lucie as my hair has little knots in it. “I like my little knots.”
Sometimes Red Toes brushes very lightly on my hair and this is just fine. Then she pushes the brush a bit harder to get the knots. It hurts me when Red Toes tries to get the knots out so I would rather just keep them.
One day this week Grandma came over. “Hello Grandma” I wag. I am very happy to see my Grandma she is always very nice to me. After we had a cup of tea and a chat Red Toes swept me up in her arms and placed me on the towel.
“Oh no, not this again” I say. I couldn’t believe Grandma is holding me down while Red Toes is pulling the brush through my hair. “Ow, Ow, Ow” I say. I turn round and round in circles so Grandma can’t hold me.
“Let’s stop for a minute” Red Toes say.
“Yes, let’s stop” I say. Thankful for the treats that Red Toes is placing on the towel.
Before I knew it, Red Toes was holding me and Grandma was pulling and pulling with the brush.”Ow hurts, Ow, Ow Hurts lots” I say. Flicking my legs in the air. There is no way that I am going to let them brush my legs or near my backside.
“Ha, now you have to give up brushing me” I say.
The following day, Red Toes takes me in the car. I don’t go in the car very often, so I am trying to guess if we are going puppy training, to the pet shop or on holiday. “No it can’t be a holiday I don’t have my bed” I think.
We don’t go very far which is a bit of a worry, perhaps its the vet? As soon as the car door opens I know immediately where we are, I am here to see Lucie the dog groomer.
“Oh no, more brushing” now I am not very happy.
Lucie and Red Toes talk for a long time. “He won’t let me brush him” she says. “He is getting very upset when I try to brush the knots out.”
“Okay we are going to have to keep it short” Lucie says.
“Yes, lets keep the session short, just a wash and blow dry, no brushing thank you!” I agree.
As Lucie put me on her brushing and cutting table I was shaking a bit. “Please no brush” I whimper.
“No brush Benji just the clippers” she says. When she is finished she says all done.
“Oh my god, where is all my hair gone?” “It’s freezing cold without any hair, do you have a jumper?” I say.
Red Toes didn’t even recognise me when she came to get me. I do miss my hair especially in this cold weather.
Perhaps I had better get used to the brush for the future!