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Friday, January 31, 2014


I took this photo of Zoe watching for Levi earlier today.  It is dark and gloomy outside and dark and gloomy inside except for the warm roaring fire which you can't see, or feel the warm fuzzies I'm feeling while watching Zoe stand here at the window looking out trying to see Levi.  His bus was due to arrive in about five minutes and she was pacing back and forth between the front door and the window looking for him.  Remember when Julie used to do this?  Click here for link.  Here's the amazing thing.  Every Friday is early out.  Levi gets home a few hours earlier than on the other days of the week.  Zoe somehow knows this!  Very magical and cool.

As cool as the bond that is growing between Zoe and Levi is, this isn't the purpose of this post.  The purpose is, do you see how naked Zoe looks?  Her poor hair!  I brush her all of the time and I thought I was being a bang up responsible owner and doing all fine and dandy brushing her.  I was proud of myself!  I was actually brushing our dog!  I'm lazy.  I'm not into high maintenance.  Shocking.  I know.

It was time to give Zoe a hair cut.  When the poor puppy's hair is so long she can't see, it's time.  The Scout Master got out the clippers and started to clip.  Problem.  The clippers wouldn't go through her hair.  He gave up after about an hour.  Yes, an hour and not much to show for it.  Maybe we needed a different attachment?  A week went by and I felt sorry for Zoe.  The poor dog needs a hair cut!  I get out the clippers.  The clippers won't go through her hair.  What the heck!?  And then........ I notice.  At first glance and from all appearances, Zoe looks beautifully coiffed.  Her hair looks all Purdy and nice (and I did NOT ask my computer to capitalize Purdy but it has a mind of it's own that is really ticking me off!).  Sorry, back to story.  Zoe looks great when you look at her but when you take her hair and really look, part the hair and look to the skin, you see that the hair next to her skin is a matted mess!  Oh yes.  A horrid solid mass of matted hair!  I had no idea!!  While I was brushing, the bristles of the brush were just getting the surface and weren't getting down deep enough.

I won't tell you how many HOURS it took me to get her clipped and cleaned up.  Two days worth of hours.........  poor girl.  I feel terrible but here is where my thought process went.  She does look a bit naked and vulnerable now but over time, now that we know what the problem is, we can make sure she's brushed properly and hopefully keep her from being a mess in the future!

Any ideas where the thought process is going?  This one really hit home to me because it is me to a "T"!!  From all outer appearances, how many people do you know that look like they have it all together.  They look great!  Perfect home, marriage, kids, life, dogs, rats, fish, plumbing, etc.  only to be shocked when you find out as you get to know the person that they have knots and matts under that perfect beehive hairdo on top of their head? 

I can't tell you how many times I look out my windows of my house and think, "If people only knew........".  Knew what?  Depends on the day.  Knew that when people come to visit I throw everything in laundry baskets and hide them in my room so my house appears clean?  That some days I just want to throw a blanket over my head and not get off of the couch?  That the smile on my face is for appearances only, that inside I'm upset or crying because....... (the list is long). 

The thing is, I know I'm not the only one!  Everyone.  Everyone!!  Is this way!  So, maybe, instead of assuming everyone has it together and has perfect hair (and if you do, I don't want to talk to you.  I don't like you.) we maybe assume they have knots and matts and treat them a little kinder.....

That's all.  That is the parable of the matted dog.  Well, one of the parables.  There are several we could draw from this but that would require me to think and ponder and I can't be bothered.  Company is coming.  Time to shovel everything into laundry baskets and hide all the junk in my bedroom so people think I'm perfect and have a clean house.  Do you think anyone will notice I haven't showered yet today............?

The end!


  1. Yeah, I like to think that my knots and tangles are pretty evident. No beehive to hide the mess. Oftentimes when I'm getting ready in the morning and hastily finger-combing and smoothing my hair, I have a thought that maybe I'm supposed to care about my appearances more. Like do something exciting like brush my hair. Or use the blow dryer. The thought always passes quickly. But, darn it all, it comes back the next time I find myself getting ready for the day. I don't know what I'm saying. Chances are that I'm not saying anything at all.

    I *do* know that I like your parable of the matted dog.

    1. Wabi!! This is why I am growing my hair out again! So I can go back to the days when I don't do my hair!!! :D Too many other things to bother with........ getting wrapped up in appearances. Who needs it?!

    2. P.S. Wabi, I know you get it all of the time. People read your blog and see your photos and we're outside looking in and think everything is perfect and coiffed and how in the world do you get your beehive hair do to be so tall!? I have to remember when I'm looking at others.... that they are like us. :D They don't want to blow dry their hair or do much of anything with it! They have their matted hair days too and all isn't as it seems. At least that is what I am going to keep telling myself because if these people really do have it together and life is perfect then I can't be friends with them anymore. :D

    3. Oh, you're so right. Photos can be so very misleading, whether we intend them to be or not. That's a weakness with blogs, with photos, with writing, with perception in general, seeing just that moment, just that representation in time and thinking that it is the whole, unedited, uncropped picture. And that's way too many commas in a sentence. We're all human for sure. Matts, over-punctuation, and all.

    4. But never too many exclamation points!! Those are a must!!!!! I declare it!!!

  2. I've known a few people who looked perfect on the outside only to be hiding true horrors underneath. I hope I'm not like that. I don't think I'm like that. I'm not perfect inside or out. I don't know that I should be proud of that, though. At any rate I'm with you in sympathy and understanding about crying and wishing you could hide. And people think I have it together, so perhaps that parable of the dog does apply to me . . . I'm a little scattered here . . . I hope the spirit of my sympathy comes through instead of the chaos of these fractured thoughts.

  3. You hit it right on Anaise! No chaos. :) It doesn't have to even be horrors under neath. There is a lady who I think is just incredible! One of those that I'll never be able to live up to sorts but I admire her to pieces. One day, she admitted to me that she suffers from horrible depression. Who knew!? I loved her all the more for admitting it and for her courage to keep fighting day after day. I think the parable of the dog applies to all of us. As I said, at least I hope it does because if not, then it means you're perfect and sigh......... we can't be friends. :)


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