You all remember Dudley right?
The title comes from a co-worker telling me a story one time. His parents used to say to him when he was quite young and had just started dressing himself. Well you know how little kids just throw anything and everything together and half the time they are mis-buttoned and nothing matches? Well his parents used to say to him - "you look like nobody's kid."
Seriously? You say that to your child? Isn't that a bit rude? Oh well. When I see Dudley running around with tufts of fur sticking out all over the place - it's the first thing I think of. I don't say it - normally I say come here and I grab a brush and we sit down to try and get some of that soft white undercoat off of him.
I have spent at least 30 minutes a day brushing him with a combination of the curry comb and the fake furminator that we have and he still looks like nobody's kid. Any ideas on how to make him looked like he belongs to someone?
Just for the record - he's our kid!
You all remember Dudley right?
The title comes from a co-worker telling me a story one time. His parents used to say to him when he was quite young and had just started dressing himself. Well you know how little kids just throw anything and everything together and half the time they are mis-buttoned and nothing matches? Well his parents used to say to him - "you look like nobody's kid."
Seriously? You say that to your child? Isn't that a bit rude? Oh well. When I see Dudley running around with tufts of fur sticking out all over the place - it's the first thing I think of. I don't say it - normally I say come here and I grab a brush and we sit down to try and get some of that soft white undercoat off of him.
I have spent at least 30 minutes a day brushing him with a combination of the curry comb and the fake furminator that we have and he still looks like nobody's kid. Any ideas on how to make him looked like he belongs to someone?
Just for the record - he's our kid!
He's just a proper double-coated basset "blowing" his coat, or as I used to call it with Fred, he's molting. I don't know that there is any great secret. You just have to brush, sigh and let nature run its course.
ReplyDeleteThere's one in every family. Accept that he's a little different.
ReplyDeleteLOL, like Sue said... there's one in every family!
ReplyDeleteThor says, "Hey, sweetie, I have tufts everywhere and I still look like somebody's kid!" Get a teenager in those stupid baggy shorts and an oversized tee shirt, and Dudley will look like he's dressed for church by comparison.
ReplyDeleteI have two of those tufty gals in my family. Furminators are wonderful!!! So is a good vacuum, but I wish I didn't always have to be the one pushing it, LOL!
ReplyDeleteSometimes I tell M that he smells like Abdula the Goat Herder, but that's just me. LOL (Apologies to anyone out there named Abdula that herds goats. Ahem.)
ReplyDeleteWhen Sadie tufts like that, someone is always willing to pluck them out. Of course, then they just drop them on the carpet to let someone else vacuum up!
ReplyDeleteOne in every family is so true!
ReplyDeleteLOL, Poor Dudley. :)
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