Every night I'm home, when I'm watching TV, the dog climbs up in my lap for a good scratching. So, while I'm relaxing in the evening, likely as not, I'm scratching the dog. Milady and I call this "abusing the dog". Eldest son grabbed a picture of the process the other night.
Not a pretty picture is it? Can you tell that the animal is in great distress? The glazed eyes, the slack jaw? Oh, yeah, he's in terrible pain.
This week's Sunday Morning Dawg.