My Westie Cuts

I had my first coat trimmed when I was 10 months old.  My mom said I was cute but that it was too short.  I have to say that my coat was not very long yet, I still had my baby coat.  Nevertheless,  I thought I looked so handsome that I did not stop kissing the girls at the hair salon before we left.  It was July, during the hot summer days, but I wasn’t too hot. I ran and played outside.

The only thing I was missing was my “kilt”, you know…. the little scottish skirt…… yup, the girl had cut it too short, good thing that my coat grew back again.  It would be just nice in time for Christmas.

My mom had her mind set on finding another groomer.  A girl who worked with mom at a care home  recommended a grooming salon called “Pet-I-Coat Junction”, cute name huh?  It really was at a “junction”.  So that is where we went for the next cut. The groomer did a great job and our groomer became our regular groomer. I had a nice “kilt” every time, looking like the proudest Westie of all!