I find, astonishingly – MOST astonishingly because I wouldn’t have believed it – that time has flown. We last had the Furlong dog trimmed over a year ago!
So I look at his lovely locks (which are a real chore to constantly brush) and think that on Friday, his hairstylist is going to cut it all off.
Might be a good thing.
He’ll still take a pretty picture amongst the crocus, snowdrops and daffodils.