Wacky Dog Haircuts Done at Home Are a Thing
Don’t Talk to Me
Trevor was about to make coffee. He was on his break from an intense day of scouring the net for dog cleaning products. He came across an interesting thread when suddenly his owner appeared from the kitchen with a pair of bright orange scissors in hand. Trevor paused in shock.
Trevor hadn’t even had his morning coffee yet but his owner glided towards him with delight. Trevor stood still in his place like a British soldier waiting for his shift to end. This was the end result of that dreaded afternoon for Trevor.