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Carrot is at the grooming parlour. I stuck around peeking through the window to see how he was when left and all seemed fine. Though, prior to my leaving he was a little disconcerted by the groomer feeling under his belly for lugs...and looked at me with such imploring and, yes, shocked expression as I left him that my stomach did a lurch.
Anyways. that was two hours ago. Am expecting a phone callsometime in the next half hour to say I can come collect him. I'm apprehensive at how he might be feeling right now. And I had to make a real effort not to let him sense that I felt like a traitor as we went off in the car for what he could only have expected to be a happy adventure.
I'm slightly apprehensive about how he'll look. I stressed that I don't want him cutting really short. I love that he looks like a little bear and don't want to lose that quite yet. He'll lose that bear look as he gets older soon enough.
It's almost certainly fine. He's almost certainly fine. I can't wait to get the call.
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