Rocky (before) and Mckeever

My daughter’s dog, Rocky, is our latch-key dog. He spends the day here with Mckeever while Susan is at work. I think he looks like a Cairn Terrier, or at least he used to. Poor Rocky! He had a surprise trip to the Groom Room yesterday and he came back looking great, but I’m not sure he enjoyed the process all that much. His demeanor reminds me of the way the sheep we used to raise behaved at shearing time. You would think they would have been happy to lose all that heavy wool before the hot summer, but they most definitely did not. They seemed convinced that the shearer was the grim reaper and when he was finished it took the flock the rest of the day to figure out who was who. Here is a picture of Rocky after his grooming. The new and improved Rocky!

The New Look