My adorable three-year-old niece had just gotten in from church. While still dressed in all her Sunday finery, Though we were gathering for Sunday dinner, she took time out of her busy day to examine Chester, their patient Lhaso Apso. Deftly rolling him on his back, she parted the hair on his belly, announcing to all those present, “Well, Chulster’s thing is growing. He’s just got so much hair you can’t see it.!”
What a relief! The dinner guests had all been so worried!