Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Hairy monsters

Some bright spark said that Airedales don't shed. After yesterday I need to set the record straight.

You see, Dad had a potential client come to see him, and most unusually they decided to drop in on him at home. This meant that Mum had a lot of tidying up to do. As the day wore on, it became more and more apparent that I have haired this house good and proper.

Maybe I don't shed that much, but I need grooming, and that means fur escaping. Mum has been hand-stripping my coat so hair has got into her clothes, which have gone in the washing machine, which has distributed them evenly over all the rest of the clothes.

As you probably know, Airedales have a double coat - a wiry top layer and a soft fine undercoat. Well, the undercoat hairs lie flat on clothing and cling as effectively as cat hairs. Mum swears they are magnetic. The wire hairs have gone a step further, and poked themselves into the fabric where they are anchored firmly and won't let go. Hair shirt anyone? Do you know how itchy a hair bra is? All this time I thought Mum had fleas, but it's just me sabotaging her underwear.

She was cleaning the bathroom and realised everything was completely furred up. It seems that every time they shower me I have a good shake afterwards - hey presto - the bathroom is 100% hairy.

Let's just pass over the fact that the living room carpet has all these marks on it from when I have rawhide chews and smear soggy goob on the floor. Special soggy goob - this stuff dries as hard as the original hide chew. We'll ignore the bitey damage to the wooden frame of the futon sofa. And turn a blind eye to the frayed corners of the living room carpet - I don't mean to rip it up all the time, it's just that I have a strong instinct to dig a bed.

The client meeting was held over a tablecloth of beautifully-ironed, pale-green linen patterned with black wire fur. Dad wore a nice dark shirt patterned with undercoat fluff. I was taken out for a five mile walk, but came back just in time to interrupt the meeting. It has to be said that I was soaked - it was raining buckets out there yesterday - so I got the sympathy vote before being hustled out to the conservatory.

I don't think it fair that I was not allowed near the client. I only wanted to ensure he was hairy too by the time he left!


  1. Mom is laughing her fool head off about the hairy bra story! So your mom isn't the only one, huh?!
    I don't know who started the rumor that Dales don't shed! We have lots of dust bunnies floating around under the furniture if mom decides not to clean for a week!
    Your fur really is getting long, Mojo! You're so cute!

    Love ya lots,
    Maggie and Mitch

  2. Haa haa Mojo we totally understand about the bathroom being covered in hair after a dale washing. Imagine how bad it looks after 4 dales have a shower...pretty bad my friend!!
    Lucy is our main shedder because her fur is dead straight.

    Hugs and tail wags
    Noah, Willow, Tess & Lucy

  3. you are a funny little thing Mojo! We know about the fluff too - little ghostly balls of fluff that breeze and float around the floor of the house and always gather in certain corners. But what do they expect? Would they prefer us bald??!! I think they don;t mind putting up with a little itchy scratchiness all for the love of us :)
    You missed a trick there not being able to give the guest your own special welcome.....
    Love Molly and Gertrude

  4. He he he, oh Mojo, Mom is laughing so hard after reading your post. She too often has the 'hairy' bra. She gets so frustrated. The lint roller can't tackle the hair, so there's not much that can be done. We have tons of hair balls rolling on our wood floors. Mom is constantly sweeping and cleaning the floors. Guess we 'dales can't help it. We are little hairy beasts!!

    Your pal,

  5. Hi, Mojo
    You have made my mom laugh like a crazy with your post!
    She says she knows about hairy bras too! I don't know what does she mean??
    Have a good night

  6. They say Maltese dun shed too but my fur is always being spoted around the house especially after my grooming session.

    Did you get treats from your dad's potential client?


  7. Cassidy and I get halos in our house, because Flakes is a one woman fur producing machine. That girl can sit down, stand up again and leave a thick coating of fur where she has been! And as she's black and white, her fur shows up on everything. Are you absolutely sure it's not the cats in your house that are the guilty parties?

    Toodle pip,
    Harry x

  8. Mojo

    You made our hooman laugh as well.

    We find the best thing to leave our mark is to rub our chops all along the settee after dinner, having eaten a portion of nice smelly sardines served with our biscuits.

    Molly and Taffy

  9. Hehehe! J1 is laughing at your poor mum's hairy bra. I hope that you managed to give your dad's client at least a few parting hairy souvenirs of his visit. He's probably still trying to brush them off now! Hehehe! J x

  10. Dogs and shedding go hand in hand. That's just a fact. One of Mom's friends once said, "You can either have a perfect house, or a dog." Well, we've got three dogs, and...

    William Tell

  11. Mojo Girl!

    You are one cute hairy monster! I'd take dozens of hairy monsters if they were woolly like you!

    My hooman girl got a tip about the itchy bra thing... just don't wear one when grooming. That'll stop the embedded hair (unless you wash bras with your grooming clothes. Too bad, then).

    My girl always says I goober up the house & her clothes.

    Goober love,