Showing posts with label grooming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grooming. Show all posts
August 31, 2015
Show Coat
Sun Prairie, Wisconsin, August 2012. "Dėl grožio reikia kentėti" is an expression heard often in our house. It means, "For beauty, one must suffer."
December 1, 2014
May 17, 2014
Patience
Sun Prairie, Wisconsin, August 2011. Part of our dog breeder's poodle pack waits while ...
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... Poppy gets her first bath.
July 4, 2013
May 14, 2013
Grooming Gigi
January 9, 2013
March 19, 2012
Dare
Before my Mom fled Lithuania, she began her medical-school studies at Vytautas Magnus University. Mom forged many close friendships at that institution.
One afternoon, she and a friend "dared" two of their male classmates to comb their hair while someone snapped a photograph. Lithuanians consider it crass to engage in public in any acts of personal grooming—like hair combing, nail filing, or using a toothpick.
This blurry image captures that notorious "dare:"
Kaunas, Lithuania, about 1942 or 1943. My Mom, second from left, gestures to the wild and crazy guys. She sports the same coat she later wore as a refugee.
One afternoon, she and a friend "dared" two of their male classmates to comb their hair while someone snapped a photograph. Lithuanians consider it crass to engage in public in any acts of personal grooming—like hair combing, nail filing, or using a toothpick.
This blurry image captures that notorious "dare:"
Kaunas, Lithuania, about 1942 or 1943. My Mom, second from left, gestures to the wild and crazy guys. She sports the same coat she later wore as a refugee.
December 6, 2011
Show Dog Reunion
Monona, Wisconsin, August 2005. Rex auditions for the show-dog circuit. Two factors eclipsed that career: (1) we did not want an intact dog in the house; and (2) he was unruly ... on a leash.
October 21, 2011
Non-Eastern European Bows Reunion
These are *puppy bows.*
Verona, Wisconsin, August 2011. Poppy (the Puppy) rests in Mr. Irene's hands after her first grooming. The groomer explained that the pink bows "just somehow got there." She's doubled in size since then.
Verona, Wisconsin, August 2011. Poppy (the Puppy) rests in Mr. Irene's hands after her first grooming. The groomer explained that the pink bows "just somehow got there." She's doubled in size since then.
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