Monday, May 17, 2010
stuff I ate, and a haircut Kanye West would be proud of!
As promised, here are some photos of the things I ate last week. The cash tasted good, but the hat was delicious. Red is my favorite new flavor, next to dirt that is, which I'm sure you can see by the photo. Speaking of which, you'll notice my great new hairstyle. So great is it in fact, that when Mommy came by to pick me up from the groomers, she didn't even recognize me until I peed all over her and the floor of the butcher salon. All I needed was a few dreadlocks cut out, and my apparently too scruffy for the white couch beard trimmed up, but when Edward Scissor-hands arrived on the scene all hope was lost. My guess is that when my Dad said to the people, "trim here" and pointed to the underside of his jaw, he inadvertently stumbled across the unwritten dog groomers secret code for "Cut without looking!". Everyone's been really nice about the fact that they destroyed my trademark shaggy eyebrows and that it'll grow back eventually, but I just don't feel like myself anymore.