Right before Christmas, his little hairs along his collar were hanging well over. The front wasn’t too bad, but even his little sideburns were creeping up over his ears. So Auntie Heather(my sister) agreed to come give him trim. For the most part, he was cooperative, but he wasn’t quite sure what we were doing. Before

The first curl disappears, he’s not real thrilled with us.

Feeding him cheese to keep him still, resorting to just holding him still.

After.