If this whole dentistry thing doesn't work out, I'm pretty sure I could get hired at PetCo

So yesterday, what began as an attempt to clean up the hair around Daisy's eyes so she could see a little better turned into a full-fledged summer-haircut. By hand. With scissors. Which took just about four hours. The result?

This searing vision of doggy beauty.

I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. Deville.

Maddie says, "Daisy's a princess."

I don't know if I'd go THAT far, but she is pretty cute. And ready for the witness protection program, should the need ever arise. She looks like a different dog.

So much that I'm hoping this gets me out of picking up dog poop in the neighborhood for at least a few weeks.

"Who, MY dog? I think you must be mistaken! My dog has LONG hair."