Living With Oreo

The photo on the left gives you a good idea of what Oreo usually looks like. He's a handsome dog with a full coat and a definite doggy-like demeanor.

Unfortunately, Oreo no longer looks like his picture. Yesterday was haircut day and our handsome PWD now looks like a cross between a poodle and an overcooked weiner dog.

It seems that Oreo's fur gets easily matted. And unless someone (namely, Cheryl) finds time to brush him hourly, he is destined to experience the heartbreak of tangled hair and probably even split ends. Not that Oreo really cares. Like most dogs, he is virtually ego-free.

But this matting business means that when Oreo goes for a haircut, the person who does the job (trimmer? shearer? stylist?) has to give him something resembling a doggy brush cut. So our once substantial, proud dog all of a sudden appears to have lost half of his mass and half of his nobility.

The final insult is that the doggy stylist leaves the end of Oreo's tail uncut. Well not exactly uncut. She forms his end-of-tail hair into a giant ball like the ones seen on poodles and certain car radio antennas.

It is a sad sight to see our once proud dog walking around half naked with a poodle puff on the end of his tail. Cheryl trimmed the ball down to a smaller size but the effect still remains. Sadly, only time will grow Oreo's fur back and restore the proud Porty we once had.