I title this photo “when your mother brushes your hair!”

Poor Newt.  He is very bouffant now.

As was Tiddles, who tried so hard to stand still even though he absolutely hates being brushed.

However, Waffle loves being brushed.  He immediately turned up to stand in the queue making sure he would be next.

Silver didn’t.  He was departing while I brushed so he got a headcollar on him and tied to the gate.  He was the worst of them all – very greasy and knots which had to be picked out, each one.

Sadly, he lost a lot of his forelock to this process.

And lastly Albie who scrubbed up very well.  Again, he loves being brushed and so he wedged himself against Waffle in the hope that I would remember to brush him as well.

So that’s me for another year then!  They don’t look too bad.