A man's daily ritual of shaving makes an impression on his kids, especially young boys that wish to grow up in their father's image. Years ago my son shaved his face, and received a few nicks in the process. I knew this would eventually happen. Never in my wildest imagination did I believe this would apply to my dog Ozzy.
Recently Ozzy mentioned on several occasions his desire to achieve manhood (if dogs can do so). He believed part of this "rite of passage" included initiation by the dreaded first shave (I tried to warn him). While I was in town one afternoon, Ozzy proudly strutted into the bathroom, wet his little face, doused himself with shaving cream, and created a real work of art. When I arrived home, I found him with small pieces of tissue paper all over his face. His visage was like that of a pampered poodle dog that had been groomed by an angry Apache on the warpath. Ozzy exclaimed that next time he would use a bottle of Nair.
Regardless of the outcome, Ozzy believes he has graduated into "manhood". Now he just needs to graduate from charm school.
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