Here is a pretty good shot of me looking directly at the camera. As you can see, no bows.
And I didn't get scalped at all, hardly. So I'm not in danger of terminal sunburn from the Azrizona sun. Of course, I will still be careful and wear my sunblock stuff, 'cause us mostly white doggies are sort of sensitive fellows, you know. And here I am, pretty much full profile. I'm not scruffy any more, but now muzzer says I am still too chubby. Sheesh. It is all a matter of nonclemanture. I am a substantial wire fox terrier, with a sturdy, muscular body. Now doesn't that sound better than Chubby Gussie?
Oh well, muzzer is my biggest fan and my greatest critic. The good news is that the new groomer loved me! She told muzzer I was a very good boy, that I have a lovely healthy coat, and I even let her clip between my pads without getting mouthy. I really wanted to chomp her fingers off at the wrist, but I contained myself.
And now, I am home. I must relax today and get ready to greet Dad when he gets back from Indiana. I will tell him that hair cuts aren't so bad, and that having your nails done is truly a guy sort of thing. And then we can cuddle up and watch the ball game on TV.
Love and kissies from a greatly relieved