Wednesday, September 24, 2014
a day of beauty
The detective and I both had appointments to get our hair cut today, he was not as relaxed as he could have been. This was his first time riding in my mini and I was surprised that he stayed in my lap the entire time. Usually he creeps and crawls around the footwell area whenever he goes for car rides.
I take the detective to a guy named Mario who refers to him as his baby. Mario's english isn't the best so when the haircut was over this was the text I got:
I think he meant "baby is ready". I hope that's what he meant. There seems to be some things lost in translation between us. I did not intend for the detective to get a lion cut today but when he emerged from his carrier he was several pounds lighter than I expected. I feel bad, like I should have gotten my head shaved in solidarity.