Pixie haircut!

Over the winter, we've let Pixie's coat grow out in case she'd like a little extra warmth to brave that brutal, harsh California Bay Area winter that never wanders anywhere south of freezing. We spoil this dog. A lot. Well it's now March and we've noticed in recent weeks she's begun to shed rather profusely -- likely losing her winter undercoat. We've put her Furminator to regular use but it still didn't seem enough. So our first order of business last Saturday (right behind getting some Peet's lattes) was to give her a hair cut. For reference, here's a before.

Travis rigged me a tie-up jig to our roof rafters in the garage over his workbench. Travis kept bugging me to shave her like a lion because he thought it'd look cute. I did for all of about 5 seconds to appease him and then gave her a more respectable hair cut.

Pixie doesn't exactly enjoy these haircuts. She is a bit terrified of the vibrations of the razor and shakes. It's a bit pitiful. To help her cope, we feed her this.

On a tip from a friend, we've been using baby food as a treat to keep her attention. It's one of her "high-value" treats and she laps it up. It smells a bit awful -- something akin to Vienna sausages.

After her haircut, she got her second-least-favorite thing -- a bath.

And now all trimmed, clean, and furminated having a little play session with her stuffed fox and bee.