We always shave Bear in the summer when he starts to shed. He looks so different. I always think of him as a fairly big dog but after he is shaved he looks so tiny.
The big kids were trying to convince Marie that I came home with the wrong dog. She had to come ask me to make sure it was still him.
Bear went outside for a few minutes and didn't want to come in. He must have been cold from loosing all of his fur because he planted himself in the hot dirt on a very hot day.
I think he must be a little embarrassed too because he usually hangs out wherever the family is. Ever since we came home he keeps disappearing for long periods at a time.
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