I Just May Become a Dog Groomer

I Just May Become A Dog Groomer

So this morning I looked at our 14 year old toy poodle disguised as a sheepdog and knew it was top for a hair cut.  His coat was so long, I couldn’t take him to the groomer looking so disheveled.


Since it was a nice day, I set up my grooming station on the gardening table in the back yard.  Marty knew what was coming next as he ran to his crate.  I got everything ready and when I called him, he came right out.

20160501_104346_resizedI started the transformation from sheep dog back to toy poodle.  I have to shave him carefully since his skin is so thin but I did good, no nicks to his skin and not even any blood when I cut his nails.  I start with the clippers on set to only take a short amount of his coat off at a time. Then I brush him and go over with the clippers again.  It certainly isn’t anything like a professional groomer would do but at least he didn’t end up with a mohawk!   Hubby was standing by with the hose and after he wet him down, I lathered Marty up with his pretty pink shampoo.   It never fails, just after he’s all wet, he has to shake off and get me wetter than he is!


Bath was done and I wrapped him up in his towel like a little baby.  I let him dry natural instead of using blow dryer and then brush him when he’s dry.


His new look isn’t perfect, but it’s definitely better than it was. He now can see without having his face looking like a sheepdog!  Okay, maybe I’m not ready to quit my day job for a dog groomer but I’m pleased with out Marty looks now.


Meet My Family

Meet My Family

I just recently signed up to Blogjob but I’m already finding friends I’ve known from other sites along with new friends.  I’m looking forward to meeting other bloggers and reading their interesting posts.   For those that don’t know me, I would like to introduce myself and my family to you.

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I am 67 years old, met my sweet hubby on a blind date on Christmas day 1965 when I was 16 years old. My sweetie had just returned home from a tour in Vietnam in October where he served in the US Army.

 It was love at first sight for both of us and we got married on July 29, 1967, a month after I graduated from high school.  We have two daughters who have blessed us with seven grandchildren and three great grandchildren, with the fourth due in October.


CJ, Our oldest grandson is 28 years old and is a model, traveling the world and a health and fitness entrepreneur.   Desiree is our 26 year old granddaughter has two adorable children, Logan is 7 and Ayva is 3. Desiree is a chef for a company in upstate New York.   Our 24 year old granddaughter, Allison is a manager at a movie theater and has a 1 1/2 year old adopted son and is excepting a bundle of joy in October.  Little brother Danny is 21 and not so little, he’s over six feet tall. He is a sales consultant for condos.   These 4 are from our oldest daughter.


The next batch are from our youngest daughter.  Alexandra is 20 years old and trying to make up her mind about what her major will be in college. Her 17 year old brother is graduating in May and will start college in September for automotive work. He is already  a wiz at mechanics so he’ll be right at home.  Little Trinity is the youngest, she’s 12 and just finished 7th grade.

Everyone is scattered in different states except Allison, her hubby and Danny.  The others are in New York, Ohio and Indiana.  I love bragging about all my family but that’s what gramma’s are for.