He's already had a bit of a trim round there this morning, he'd slept like that and it had all dried up <- sick face. I was not detangling that with the comb, so I attacked it with scissors and rubber gloves instead. Poor dog now has a bald patch on his fluffy arse
I just wish he would stop trying to make it to the yard and just go where he needs to go. It would be so much easier.
It seems to be becoming less frequent now at least.
He was still a mentalist on his walk this morning and was very unimpressed that I would not let him play with his friends in case he is contagious.
Now, this is one of the lists of 'requirements' on my 'dog needs to be' list that I get out for myself when we have gone dog hunting... a short coat - or at least short in the places that it needs to be short for this exact reason.