It’s that time of year again, where Obi gets brushed at least once a day. We’re so grateful he likes it.
No. He loves it.
His first brushing is in the morning during his belly rub. He’ll stretch out on his blanky and let The Boy brush one side. And maybe his belly. And definitely his face. And his face. And his face.
Brushy his face.
Sometimes he’ll roll over. Sometimes we have to remember which side still needs to be brushed.
And then there’s Tail. Tail does not like to be brushy brushied.
But Tail needs to be brushy brushied.
Insisting on tail brushing generally ends the brushing session. And causes a bath.
Not that he’s going to bathe while I take a picture. I mean, he’s NAKED.
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