Anyone who chooses to read this Popcorn Stand knows my love of dogs. I have two dogs, Pete, a Shih Tzu, and Tuf-Tuf (not his real name don’t even know if that’s the correct spelling, he’s a pure bred and his real name is Sir Tuffington something or other), a Jack Russell Terrier.
I have to admit, I was a little worried about having a Jack Russell since they’re known, for like, you know, bouncing off the walls, but Tuf-Tuf’s a good little guy and it took me all of like five minutes to get attached to him. So much so, he’s not much of a pure bred anymore since it didn’t take him long to put on a couple of pounds in the care of myself and my parents.
There’s one problem, though, with Tuf-Tuf. He sheds. Not that much really, but enough to turn my car into a “Terrier-ble” mess. OK, I know, that’s bad, but I couldn’t resist.
I pretty much live in my car and Pete and Tuf-Tuf ride in the car every day when we go to the dog park, so my car generally looks like — well it looks like two dogs live in it.
Apparently now there’s a way to keep dogs from shedding. A leotard. A skin-tight leotard. I have to admit, I’m not too thrilled about making my dog look like some aerobics instructor from the 1980s.
The Shed Defender as it’s know is supposed to keep falling hairs from covering your home, or in my case my car seats.
I don’t know, it just looks like a leotard to me.
Maybe the shedding isn’t that bad after all.
— Charles Whisnand
