the dog's many looks

when the dog goes to the groomer, she comes home looking like a new dog. a new and different dog. i'm still getting used to the phenomenon. growing up, we had brittanys. they never went to the groomer, they never got a hair cut, they always looked the same. sure they'd get regular baths, but they'd always come out looking like cleaner versions of themselves. that is not the case with this dog.

when we drop her off, she looks like a puffy bear cub. short and stout. hardy.

when we pick her up, she's a fraction of the size, looking very dainty and tiny. and her ears look gigantic. once when the geek and i took her for a post-grooming walk, some rowdy neighbors pointed and said, "look at that dawg's big ears!" sadly, those big ears seem to be losing their hearing with age.

after awhile, she starts to look more like a bear cub and less like a cat.

until it's time to go back to the groomer again.