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Booker went to the groomer today for the first time since he has been with us.

He didn't want to go and, to tell you the truth, I didn't him to go either.

It is the first time that he has been away from us, with someone else, in a strange place.

I am still stung with the warning that rescue dogs will run for it.

I know it has been a long time since he was "rescued" but still. Once you get that in your head it sticks.

We took him in because, while we have been doing a pretty good job on his haircut, it was time for a pro to take care of the head and the butt as well as to give him a very short crew cut on his saddle.

Well, of course he did fine. He stood like a good soldier and let them do their stuff. He did need a long nap when he got back and he peed forever.

He not only looks gorgeous, he feels like velvet. He is getting a bit wary of our petting him at every opportunity.

I figured it was an occasion for some photos and here they are.

I have omitted the ones where he comes up and looks the camera in the eye or rolls over in the grass and bites at my foot. There is no shot of him walking behind the banana trees.

You are seeing the best of the best of the best dog.

He is such a good boy.

It is a little difficult to see his hard won wasp waist. It disappears on the sit and when he is standing the light has to be right. But he is svelt as an Airedale should be. And in the right place. Right before the hip.

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