This is me before my third haircut.
The event started out with a ride in the car, one half hour. Registered and taken away by a stranger in a strange place. Mom was smiling but seemed alittle uneasy, when she said "goodbye and see you later". Then I had a shampoo and a blow dry. I had some hair almost shaved with a clipper, some hair clipped short and some hair scissored and left longer. My haircut has a name, it's called a poodle puppy cut. Nails trimmed and ears plucked. Bandana on and I was done. When Mom said 'see you later", she meant later, It took 3 hours. Papa came and picked me up. We were so happy to see each other. I walked slowly out of the building but as soon as I was safely out the door, I ran. Normally, I'm afraid of stairs but I took them two at a time and bolted for the truck. Another one half hour and we were home.
I understand, I look handsome, but really 4 hours is a bit much, don't you think?
It made me a little cranky.
When I woke up, I felt better and I realized that I do indeed look ruggedly handsome.
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