Can you tell which way the wind was blowing that day?
It got rid of quite a bit of his undercoat, but it wasn't quite as successful as last year's defloofing. His britches (the fur on the back part of his legs, seen below) were still quite full and, unfortunately, getting matted. Even more unfortunately, he hated us trying to brush out the mats and would just plop his butt down every time we tried.
Now this is the weather britches were invented for!
He was also terribly hot with the heat we have had already. He would come in from chores or horsing around with the boys and pant desperately for well over an hour.
So today we took him to a groomer and had him depantsed, and de-belly furred as well, mostly to help him with his heat-management issues -- but he also needed a good scrubbing. Being a good farm dog, he is OK with a hose-off on the back patio, but you can only get him so clean with that.
He is not super happy about this. As a matter of fact, he seems to be quite embarrassed and has been lying under the kitchen table, refusing to get up so the boys can laugh their pants off at his lack thereof.
I took pity on him and took off the bow. I know he is just biding his time to go roll in something really smelly and dirty, to take care of the rest of the grooming job. Except for the pants part. That, he's stuck with for a while.