My groomer’s name is Susan. She is a very nice lady. My mom had no idea where to take me when I needed my first trim. She thought that she would be able to do this herself; after all she had been cutting my toe nails! But, she came to find that I would never be still enough for her to give me a haircut. So, she asked my veterinarian for advice about where to take a Cavachon for grooming. He suggested Susan because he knew her pets and they looked good and were happy animals.
But, Susan did not have a Cavachon (doesn’t anyone care about my feelings?)!
When my mom called her, she talked to her a while about the whole process. Then – the big question – was she familiar with grooming Cavachons? Well, Susan did know of Cavachons and would be happy to take me on as a “client” (she never really said if she ever cut a Cavachon’s hair before or not….) So, working with what she had discovered in this one phone call (I was shocked because my mom can spend longer than that finding a recipe for the perfect carrot cake!) my mom actually made an appointment to leave me alone with a stranger just for a haircut! I was shocked!
Well, it all worked out OK. The first time I went there, I could tell my mom was nervous to leave me. When she came back to get me I thought she was going to cry (I have to admit, I was really happy to see her as I was not quite sure what was going on.) She said that she did not recognize me! Now I was scared – I wanted to cry, too! Was she still going to take me home? Then, she picked me up and gave me a big hug and said I looked like a “big boy” now! We were both happy and proud! Soon, I was in the car on the way back home and my mom gave me a treat. Before long I was sound asleep! It had been a big morning for this Cavachon!