I got stripped this weekend. I’m so embarassed.
What’s that? Oh, you want to know what stripped means. I’m a terrier and I have a double coat, so instead of shedding like crazy all the time, my hair keeps on growing until it is pulled out by hand. That’s why sometimes I look super busy like a little bear, and sometimes I look small like a puppy. Daddy worked on stripping me down to my undies–my undercoat. I hate getting stripped, it’s no fun!!
Mommy thinks I look really cute this way. My back is all soft right now, too, since my undercoat is soft unlike my wire-y outer coat. The only good thing about being stripped right now is that since it’s summer, it’s hot so less fur means I’ll be a bit cooler. Well, that and I get some treats when I’m a good boy and don’t squirm too much.
Help me!