The Basset Beauty Parlor

imagesCarmela is shedding. I realized this when, after a festive romp with Mr. Kato the fun loving Rot, he looked as if he had a severe case of dandruff.  Joey, Mr. Kato’s faithful walker, suggested a good old-fashioned brushing.

A couple days later I went to see her and of course, was welcomed, along with my cookie pocket, with howls and sniffs. I asked permission if I could enter the yard to groom her.

Should have looked up groom in Spanish, but live and learn.

Amalia, one of the housekeepers came out with a tiny stool, the kind farmers use to milk cows, so I’d have a comfortable perch.

Carmela, thinking we were going for a walk, went and got her harness, the smartie that she is. “No, Carm…this is spa day, and once more you’re gonna to love it.”

Her ears drooped in disappointment when I put the harness back staring at me as if I had lost my mind. Little does she know it was lost long ago.

Thinking she really would love it, she didn’t. She kept wiggling away as if to say, “What on earth do you think you’re doing. Stop that!”

And when I tried combing out her stomach all hell broke loose. She howled in protest. “Hey, it’s okay when Mr. Kato tickles you there Miss drama queen.”

She let me know, I was no Mr. Kato.

The fur was flying in more ways than one since I saw just how much she needed to be brushed. I gave her a cookie hoping it would make her stay still, but she wasn’t falling for that trick either.

“I’m smart Susannah….or have we forgotten?”

I know when Joey brushes Mr. Kato he’s in seventh heaven, so I didn’t quite understand Madam’s grievance. Then I realized I had bought a cat brush by mistake…hmm…I suppose if word got around she might be perceived as one big pussy.

Well, I guess until I remedy the situation, a wash and set will now be out of the question.

Women, even those who shed, are stubborn, sensitive and oh, so smart.

“Woof!”

SB

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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18 Responses to The Basset Beauty Parlor

  1. micklively says:

    I understand your plight. Although Smudge is very obedient, she has the invisible shuffle down to a fine art. So, though apparently sitting still, she is constantly receding from my ever stretching arms. Her hair is finer than individual silk fibres and gets everywhere. Oh and the sulks! Anyone might imagine she was being tortured to death.

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    • So it’s universal this don’t brush me business. I actually went to Petco and spent another 10 bucks on a doggie brush hoping she’ll like it better, but I mustn’t get my hopes up.

      You’d think it would feel good. Like I told Carmela,”Every girl likes her hair brushed,” but she just sighed and said, ‘Not this girl.”

      20 cookies later, she still wouldn’t budge.

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  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    Our rescue dog, Sam, is afraid of the dog brush. Doesn’t matter what kind of brush or how gentle I do it. He cries and shivers the entire time. Yet he whines with jealousy if I’m brushing our other dog or the cat. Sam doesn’t want to get brushed, but doesn’t want me paying attention to anyone else either.

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  3. katecrimmins says:

    They are all funny and different. Mollie loves being combed. She comes flying when the comb comes out. Hazel gets frightened although she loves her head and neck combed. She doesn’t like the hindquarters touched and they always need attention. Jake could care less and Morgan doesn’t get it. She’s like, what’s this about? Can’t we chase bugs instead?

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  4. She does sound like a smart dog. If you ever manage to give her a perm, you’ll have to share pictures. 🙂

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  5. Elle Knowles says:

    So…there’s a difference between a cat brush and a dog brush? You learn something new everyday!

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  6. Hahaha! Lord knows there are enough pussies in this world, so Carmella was right on reacting as she did.
    I have to say Chester HATED to be brushed too. We were lucky to finish with a full set of fingers, but Peanut is another story … he is a saint when it comes to grooming of any kind.

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