After a good long week in the desert, I came back to the Fluffy One and realized just how ridiculously shaggy that 84 year old dog was looking. Before even unpacking my bags and washing up my stinky clothes, I corralled Buckwheat into the kitchen for a shave-down. In true character, Buckwheat flopped on his side and proceeded to doze off while the trimmers vibrated their way across his rib cages. The final product wasn’t all time “Best in Show” quality, but then again, Buckwheat isn’t out chasing ladies, so his new hairdo will have to do for now.
by Jon
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