Trultes turn

Today it was Trultes turn to get ris of her very thick winter fur and it was a fight as usual. I was holding, Dag used the shaver and Trulte fought against us. All three of us got very tired.
The weather is dull, grey and rain now and then. The dirt roads are terrible. Less fur at the dogs will help a little. The rest of the easter is supposed to be exactly the same.

Backblipping to day.