Before: Oh, where is my hairbrush?
After: I once was blind, but now I see!
Poor Bingley was in desperate need of a haircut. He let me trim up around his neck and feet, but not his face. So today, since we were home from school yet again with colds, I finally took him to the groomer's. I always feel bad taking him there- he starts shaking as soon as we get in the van. But I can't help thinking he's happier now that he can see.
Sounds like you've been a means of "amazing grace" to dear Bingley!
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