Whenever I got lazy about brushing Sharav, his furry undercoat would produce tufts that poked through his hairy overcoat. For whatever reason, he loved having those tufts plucked. I guess it was a soothing type of grooming for him.
Thank you to everyone who helped me with Sharav over the years. I hope you know that he loved you, and he loved spending time with you.
Would you be willing to share some memories or photos of Sharav with me?