I’ve come to believe that the bulk of my dog’s mass is made up of hair. If science could tap into the biological process that keeps growing my dog’s hair, millions and millions of $$$ would be in it. Bald men everywhere would rejoice, and worship my dog as a god.
Sadie normally sheds twice a year, usually for about a month. But this time it’s been going on for at least three. I take her to the park and run the shedding blade over her, and remove about a cat’s worth of hair. Seriously. On the ground, there are mounds of faded black hair that then blow away like little tumbleweeds over the field. Then I take her home and give her a bath, and theres another huge glob of wet disgusting black hair in the drain catch. There’s not a bald spot on her, yet this has been going since april.
It’s especially bad for K. He has a total hair phobia. Can’t stand it. Boy did he pick the wrong girl. I’ve long gotten used to the occasional black hair in my food. He freaks out and loses his appetite. And it’s everywhere. To top it off, it seems to gather in the bathroom, sticking to the tile floor when it’s wet. The fact that it’s black and slightly kinked gives the impression that my bathroom is constantly covered in pubic hair. Gross!
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