Wednesday, July 27, 2011
I held out for as long as I could, really I did, but I finally reached the brink and went over the edge. I broke down and purchased a Furminator. Everyone I know that owns a dog that sheds like crazy has one, calls it a gift from heaven and tries to convince me to purchase one myself. I have always resisted. You know, because I just cannot justify spending $50+ on a brush. Or really, on anything that isn't a fabulous pair of shoes.
But I broke down this week. It didn't take much. My poor little Rudi--all 80 pounds of her--is just miserable in this heat. Especially when we go on walks, and particularly for three hours afterwards. She's shedding more than ever and it's driving us both crazy. She's miserable and I'm vacuuming the house every day. Oh, and three times a day each day, in order to contain the hair problem. It's not fun for anyone.
I bought an older model of the Furminator from Amazon and I love it already. I brushed Rudi for five minutes this morning and she produced this hearty hair baby. And she actually enjoyed being brushed for the first time in oh I don't know, forever.
I'm pretty sure we are both in love with this thing.