The case for shavingToby's Daddy here. Methinks Toby doth protest too much. And I have the documentary evidence to prove it.
Although I have been a good Daddy and tried diligently to remove these mats and knots, Toby refuses to cooperate. In addition to claw swats and bites, he has another defense -- passive resistance. When I attempt to brush him, he flops limply on to his back and paws at the brush. His wide belly thus deployed, it's impossible to get at his back knots.
Toby's distinctive pear shape renders him unable to clean his hindquarters properly, resulting in an unappetizing collection of dingleberries. Daddy and Mummy trim these as necessary, but needless to say, this is a rather stressful project for all concerned.
So we're off to the vet Wednesday night. Toby will stay overnight and get his shots updated. The next day, the shaver will do its embarrassing but necessary work.
After pictures to follow by popular demand.