She looks innocent enough, but, like all corgis, at this time of year, Fidgit goes through a shed of gargantuan proportions.
Corgis have very thick double coats, designed to repel mud and water when the dogs are gainfully employed doing what they were originally bred to do: herd cattle. This design is an absolute marvel in many ways. It is a great insulator, and it sheds dry mud and grit on its own.
BUT, in late March and early April, and, to a lesser extent in the fall, this marvelous coat renews itself and the old hair falls out.
This is what I live with at this time of year. I get so accustomed to having hair in everything that I sometimes arrive at work and suddenly notice that my clothes are covered with it. It is extremely inadvisable to shave or clip corgis, because their coats, which, after all, are that way for a reason, never grow back the same.
So, I brush. Behold the result of just a couple of minutes’ work. And believe it or not, it could be worse! For those readers unfamiliar with the corgi breed, some of these dogs are born with extra-fluffy coats and are called, appropriately, fluffs. The extra-fluffy coat (which makes for a corgi of extreme cuteness) is considered a fault, so those corgis go to pet homes and are not seen in the show ring. I cannot imagine what their shedding seasons are like.
Of course, I would never let this wonderful, soft material go to waste, so I put it out for the birds, which are building nests now. I like to think of all the little nests in my neighborhood, lined with Fidgit’s hair.
Happy Easter, my friends.