Yesterday after a long day at the office I came home and was greeted by my Pomeranian and Cocker Spaniel - Pebbles and Missy respectively.
They were full of energy and eager as ever. The afternoon ritual of barking, jumping, pawing, petting started before the front door had hardly closed and culminated in two clicks from the leashes attaching to their collars for a quick trip outside for the dogs to relieve themselves.
And that's when I noticed something different about my Pomeranian.
As she bounded away from me toward the grass, I noticed her bottom looked like the bare bottom of a baboon. Not new-born-baby-smooth, but definitely no hair around there. You understand what I mean.
My dog's bottom was a glaring example of how our family's behaviour has changed as a result of the economy. She's the unwitting victim of our household's economic condition.
My wife and I are trying to reduce expenses like many Americans, but in recent weeks I've complained that Pebbles really needed a hair cut.
"If we don't cut her hair soon, she'll be able to clean the floor by just dragging her coat across it," I said the previous Saturday. Rather than spend the extra $50 dollars we would have done without thinking last year, my wife decided $50 dollars would be money well saved and gave Pebbles a hair cut at home.
My wife Claudia, God bless her, is the most wonderful person in my life - but she is not a dog groomer.
"I had to hold her in my arm with her bottom facing the mirror so I could see what I was doing," she explained. "When I let her down, she of course was running around the house like crazy. Her bottom didn't look like that in the mirror!"
Thankfully, Pebbles has a lot of attitude and hasn't been fazed by the drafty rear.
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