When I lived in Boston, my Bichon Frise Chloe was treated like royalty by our groomer Tiago. For nearly two years I got spoiled by this treatment, and by the time I returned to Lafayette it didn't occur to me that the grooming experience could be so drastically different.
After picking up Chloe from her first groom back in town, only to find her shaved and shivering, I visited every groomer I could find in town and no one could offer me the quality of groom and level of customer-service that I felt I needed.
I was aghast, and my dog was suffering, so I did the only thing I could:
I taught myself how to groom a Bichon Frise.