My evil parents shaved me down, just because they felt like it! Well, actually Mummy was the mastermind and Daddy the accomplice. I don't know what possessed Mummy and Daddy to carry out this horrible act on their beloved son. Maybe they are jealous of my luscious and fluffy coat. Either that, or they have really bad taste and bad sense of humour. Now, you can't blame me for wanting to run away. Who wants to look like a freak circus lion?
My parents realised their terrible mistake and bought me a couple of doggy shirts to cover up my ugly, shaven body. They said they needed the shirt to protect my skin from the sun, but I think it's more for covering up their mistake!
I am wearing one of Mummy's old crummy tee in this picture. You can't really see my entire shaved body but I'm sure you can make out how bad the shaving skill is by looking by my poor legs.
Mummy kept saying sorry to me and everyday she would run her fingers along my ultra-short fur and beg them to grow faster! I wish my fur grow back as soon as possible too! But I am wiser than Mummy to know that certain things can't be rushed! Mummy swore she will never shave me again. I will hold her to her words!