Less hippo, more whippet

AST month, I took Dotty the terrier to be stripped. She had got to the point that she looked like a mangled mophead with teeth, and even she was embarrassed. I left her in the dog-dresser for an hour and a half for a strip and general dog-type pamper, but when I came back I had a shock. I was aware she may have had a little bit of winter padding but once the rat’s nest had been removed, I was left with what looked like a furry beer barrel on matchsticks. She was fat. Properly fat. Rolls around