Oh, no! I'm not supposed to use a hair dryer on Bentley? That's his favorite thing in the whole wide world. When he was a baby he liked to sit on my lap while I dried my own hair and I guess it was a natural transition for him to enjoy sitting in the same chair, on a towel, while I dried (as best I could) his hair after an infrequent bath. If I leave the room to get a brush, etc, he's always just sitting there waiting for me to return and he looks at me as if asking, "You're not finished, are you?"