bad haircuts

What do you get
when you put

a shih tzu,

snowy wet days
and

a new owner
all together?

Matted fur.

Shame on me!

Oh,
and I felt it when I went to

pick her up at the groomers

and received a lengthy lecture

on how to care for 

Dee-Oh-Gee.

Apparently
feeding and loving her
are not enough.

When I picked her up

expecting to see a "teddy bear cut"

I got this instead,
and a handful of her matted fur

as proof that I'm a
shih tzu idiot.

I laughed out loud at the unveiling.

I couldn't help myself.

James was with me and he was

appalled by her
"ugliness"
saying mean fourteen-year-old
things like...
this is what you'd look like
if you got your hair cut any shorter!

Boys!

I didn't want to give her a puppy inferiority

complex so I've started

calling her

"sassy."

Come on...

who hasn't had a bad haircut?

They have a way of chipping at your

self-esteem

your self-confidence.

After a few days
 it's kinda growing
on us.

It's like punk rock meets classic bob.

She may look sad in the picture

but believe me
she's running around like a 

woman who is freed

from her

straggly locks...

and I think we have inadvertently

stumbled upon

"her look"

Gone are the long hours

in front of the mirror

primping,

the tedious brushing

out of snarls,

the gels and the sprays,

the flat irons

the curling irons...

I...ahem...she

is

free!