Fuuuuuur

Yes, my awesome grooming tool arrived.

Yes, I made poor Charlie deal with me plonking him on the table and giving it a test drive.

Yes, I did "ooooooh" when I started to get nice big fluffies out of his coat.

It doesn't work miracles on him, like I expected, but it does get quite a bit of the undercoat out. Charlie's got a strange mixture of fur, some of it like human hair and really long and coarse, other bits are dense and puppy fluff, and then there's a whole pile in between so he's not an easy dog to brush with just one tool. I mixed it up with the FURminator and his crappy comb and did a pretty good job if I do say so myself. He also loves it, which I'm very happy about. The slicker is his worst enemy and he fidgets like mad when I try to go over him with it, but I managed to get him to lie down on his side while I line brushed with the FURminator and the little precious went to sleep.

I've also decided that the table on the veranda will not do as a grooming table and I'm going to make my own. Scary stuff, all my DIY projects on the to-do list. I think if I get a metal folding table that's nice and sturdy I can stick some pyramid matting on it for the dogs to grip and that way it can double as a washing table, too; my back is very happy about these plans.