Honey I shrunk the dog

Mom and dad, finally, took Koukla to get a haircut. Mom likes the dog's long hair, so they were delaying it. But being a warm Chicago summer, and the fact that Koukla was about to bump into poles, it seemed time. Well. The haircutter informed my mom that even though she was in fact brushing Koukla's hair on a regular basis, the hair was all matted at the base - i.e., one big knot. There was not way to trim it. So, a buzz cut was in order. The results are, well, disturbing.