Little Clarkie and I made some changes to our looks for summer. I checked into the salon (Whitney's the best!) for a new 'do. I call it "topknot." sweet, huh? I especially love the clips on the sides--they balance out the look.
Actually, though, this is mid-chop. I didn't think I'd ever try short(er) hair--ever--unless I had a sudden burst of bravery. This cut, though, wasn't one of courage but one of "I better get to a salon before I do it myself." I had grown weary of my (way too) long scraggly mane that was always pulled back to avoid becoming a painful pull toy. So...Mane and I parted ways. happily. no tears were shed.
and Clark here is sporting his first pearly whites. They appeared without warning. razor sharp! No signs or symptoms of teething besides the teeth themselves. He and I are both lucky I guess.
Actually, though, this is mid-chop. I didn't think I'd ever try short(er) hair--ever--unless I had a sudden burst of bravery. This cut, though, wasn't one of courage but one of "I better get to a salon before I do it myself." I had grown weary of my (way too) long scraggly mane that was always pulled back to avoid becoming a painful pull toy. So...Mane and I parted ways. happily. no tears were shed.
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