Hair

Sadie's a short-haired dog, so you'd figure her shedding ought to be minimal.  I've had lots of terriers of different sorts, and they didn't shed so terribly.

But I swear, Sadie sheds cat hair.  That's what you find in corners, and along the edges of rooms:  balls of fluff, just like you get with cats.  It flies to places I don't even want to talk about.  Like, for instance, the kitchen range.  I find it in the bathroom, where Sadie doesn't even go, unless I'm giving her a bath.

Today I went out to work with my filly, Libby.  I put her through her paces in the round pen.  She's getting better and better at understanding my signals to turn, and when I give the signal to rest, she turns toward me immediately.  She is amazing. 

When we were done, I brought her to the barn for some grooming.  Dear Lord, the HAIR I encountered!  Huge handfuls of it.

I got on an upside-down bucket and groomed her from that point, so she'll get used to me being up there; I laid over her back on my belly to get her used to my weight.

I looked down at myself, and my T-shirt was covered in a layer of hair.

ACK!!!

I came to the house spitting hair, wondering if it has lots of fiber.

Tags: hair, dog, horse