Before So it's been almost a year since we brought home Nico the formerly-stray cockapoo . All our other dogs, past and present, have been the rugged kind that don't need much in the way of grooming--a quick brushing and a bath every so often. But Nico's the poofy kind. When we first met him, he was all matted and tangled from his days on the mean streets of Conshohocken, Pennsylvania. The Montgomery County SPCA shaved away the worst tangles before they handed him over, but three months later, he was a little black cumulous cloud of curls. Lather, rinse, shave...then repeat. Every three months. Two days ago, Nico visited the groomer's, where he was de-fluffed and pampered: He came home sleek, neat, and smelling like a daisy. Lovely, right? After Well, yes. Except it turns out that the newly sleek Nico--a.k.a. Sleeko--can fit through a gap in our backyard fence--one we'd never even noticed before. One moment he was in the backyard, and t