Journal



#878 The Fur Ball.

The dogs have been molting for a few weeks now, losing their downy undercoats for the hot weather. Chevy is spending the night at the vet, so Baker and I took a long walk and did some major brushing when we got home. There could have been more but he got antsy after a while and my arm got tired.

 After a few swipes with the brush:

And when we were finished:

I hear there are folks who use great Pyrenees fur to make sweaters and mittens and what not. Here’s my chance to make some disposable income on etsy!