And here come the dogs. Brushed, trimmed,
"What on earth have they done to them!"
said Ricky. “They’re half shaved. And
wearing pillows on their heads. And
where are their tails?”
It’s the rules, I said.
"And look at those women trying to run.
They sure don’t look like you.”
Thank you, I said.
"I’m getting a headache looking at this.
I have to bark!” And he began.
-from Dog Songs by Mary Oliver