This week I found myself saying to another daycare parent, "If you find doghair on your kid it probably came from Oliver." I can't say he's not shedding. The hair he was born with continues to thin a bit. I'm talking about the white hair we all carry around with us, constant reminders of the three Clumber Spaniels waiting patiently for us at home.
Maybe if we used the vacuum cleaner a bit more CD wouldn't have a layer of white felt in his boots and we wouldn't have white tumbleweeds blowing about the kitchen. But where's the fun in that?