Oooops

Henry has had a home haircut this week. It did not go according to plan.

Up until now Henry's hair has been in the car of a lovely and highly professional groomer. Every couple of months, he would go into the grooming parlour and a couple of hours later he would emerge, smelling sweet and looking smart. Sadly this was not a cheap service, and as times are tight (and I have a deep-rooted dislike of handing over money that could be spent on essentials like chocolate or new socks) I decided it was time to get proactive with the clippers.

So it was that with my borrowed clippers, I set out on this new project last night. After I got the hang of it, it was relatively straightforward, so, encouraged, I got the scissors out and started trimming his paws, legs, ears and tail.

Unfortunately that was where it went wrong - while snipping at the feathering on Henry's hind leg I got a bit carried away and accidentally snipped the skin! Henry was very stoic about it (Bloody hurt though - Henry) but I feel terrible about it. Poor Henry!

Here's hoping this haircut lasts a long time, I don't want to have to go through all that again any time soon (You and me both! - Henry).