fuzzy wuzzy isn't fuzzy anymore...

As spring knocked on our door (in it's weird, snowy way) the blonde locks on our fuzzy dog started attaching themselves to my pants, the couch, the carpet, the cat, the blankets... well, you get the point. After finding enough hair to make a toupee for a hairless cat, I called the groomer and loaded her into Derek's truck. The results of this endevor are posted below... it's okay to laugh, we did. :) Now we have a skinny dog with a GIANT tail and fuzzy ears.

Skyla, post clip job...




Do you have a cookie??


I WANT ONE!!!!


This is what she thinks of the UNC b-ball team...