Today we brought our pups to Brandon. SD to be groomed. Our Cesky Terriers have a very specific hair cut, leaving them with a shaved back, tail, head, and ears, with a fluffy beard, eyebrows, chest, and ballerina skirt on their front and sides
Their longer fur is very curly and prone to matting. Last night I noticed lots of mats on Mitzi’s legs, so I grabbed my bottle of corn starch and the grooming comb I got from the breeder. The cornstarch really helps with detangling. I was able to get most of the mats out, so I hope today’s grooming won’t be so traumatic for her. She was so good and patient during my combing. The only problem with squirting the dog with cornstarch is that you can’t let them get wet afterwards.
My first haircuts were by Kay Aanenson, a rather flamboyantly gay barber on Luverne’s main street. I don’t remember this, but I was told that I cried the whole time, and Kay just stuffed chewing gum in my mouth to keep me quiet. Kay was a noted dancer of the Charleston, worked as a dancer on Atlantic cruise ships in the 1920’s and 1930’s, and wore very gaudy, colorful suits to our Lutheran church. He came to church every Sunday until he passed. I remember those suits.
I really need to brush out our dogs on a more regular basis. Mitzi loves to plunge in the water feature in our backyard, and I think that leads to more matting. I need to invest in more cornstarch.
Where was your first haircut? Have you had dogs who needed grooming? What is your favorite production of Anything Goes?
Trail Baboon 
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I was born in Inglewood, California (a suburb of Los Angeles) in 1951, and, until age 7, lived in South Central LA, a short walk from the intersection of Florence and Normandie ( a central location in the 1992 riots). I recall being taken to a barber shop on Florence Avenue, very near Normandie, for haircuts. One day when I was 6 or 7, I was sent to the barber by myself. Of course, I didn’t want to go alone. It wasn’t crossing the street or having my hair cut, it was that I didn’t know what to say to the barber. I was told to ask for “a regular boy’s haircut,” and sent off with coins in my hand. Since then, I remember the phrase whenever haircut time looms ahead.
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