I got home and ate, and then I popped Tegan up on the table and let rip. 2 minutes later I had a pile of hair equivelant to what I get after about 20 minutes of handstripping. What did I ever do without this? T was a bit sceptical of this new piece of equipment so I left it at that for tonight; she was a bit reluctant to roll over to have her belly done, so I didn’t want to force her.
Here’s the new fish, if anyone’s interested. Mr. Croup on the left and Mr. Vandemar on the right: