Post Haircut Squeak

psst, 

something's going on here.

It appears old Fluffy went and did it again:

she went and got a hair cut.

It ALWAYS freaks me out:

she leaves all fluffy and stinky,

and comes back smelling a little bit 

like an old lady after her bath,

and looking like this:

It's really freaky!

I mean, seriously, now

look at that tail--

I'm telling you, it's just weird.

And it always freaks me out!

The way I (Miss Squeak, aka: Beyaz)  look at it is this:

When I get into one of these boxes,

I end up in

one of three places:

1. the vets -- haven't been there for awhile, thank godness!

2.  The BTLO's mother's house, which I also call

"Kitty Nirvana."  it has the most awesome

screened in back porch

3.  the hairdresser.

Today, it was the hairdresser.

And I LOVE the hairdresser.

If only because, once I get home,

ol' Pişi is scared of me

for at least 36 hours,

and I get the entire house

to myself!

What else could a girl ask for?

Except, perhaps

that nice piece of mahi mahi 

the BTLO ate for dinner --

 (In the meantime, I'm just going to stay in here,

with the plants. . . .)