Curt is Chicago native – but don’t hold that against him. After stops in Madison and California, he and his wife moved to Waukesha in 2004 to open their own downtown business.
The heat must have gotten to me.
Over the weekend I used very poor judgment as my guide and I want to publicly apologize for it.
Why publicly? Because I believe it’s that important to both me and the other individual involved.
So, here it goes:
I am truly sorry, Eddie. I thought I knew how to cut a dog’s hair and I see now that I have made a gross miscalculation. I hope it grows back nicely.
Wow- do I feel better!
Now, please allow me to explain the events that brought upon this apology.
My dog, Eddie, needed a haircut something fierce. The hot weather was really taking a toll on him. I usually take him to a groomer, but she was booked weeks out. Ed’s hair couldn’t wait another 24 hours.
That’s when I decided to take matters into my own hands!
I mean seriously, how hard could it be? He’s a dog. A little trim here, a little there, and that’s it. Right?
I went out and purchased a trimmer. When I arrived home, I studied the handy “how to trim a dog” guidebook that came in the package.
Piece of cake!
It was at this time that Eddie began to act “cautiously”. I think he sensed impending doom. He made a break for under the bed; I was able to catch his back leg before he disappeared.
We proceeded out to the porch and began our grooming experience.
One hour later, I wasn’t really sure I had made the best decision. Ed, who is normally a really cute Fox Terrier, now looked like a wet gremlin. What he lacked in hair, I now made up for- I was covered with dog hair and it was sticking to my sweat. In hindsight I should have been standing up wind from him while trimming. It was a fiasco.
I have great confidence in saying to you all that I am NOT a dog groomer.
On a positive note, Ed is a lot cooler now; he just looks bad. But you know what’s nice? He doesn’t give me any flack about it. He is just as happy-go-lucky as always. I admire him for that.
So if you see Ed walking down the street, don’t be alarmed, he is not sick. The only thing he is suffering from is my stupidity.
All in all, it was an interesting experience. I learned a valuable lesson about myself, and I am glad I had the opportunity to share it with all of you.
Will I cut again? It goes against my best judgment, but I am sure I will.
I will wait too long to book him at the groomer and his hair will be at “emergency cutting level” and I will make the executive decision to handle it myself. Another factor in all of this- I have to get my dollar’s worth out of that trimmer I bought.
Sorry in advance, Ed.
