I got an early start on a beautiful morning making breakfast with Dad in my Santa PJs ...
... before refusing piggies but donning my new boots and mittens to head down the street in search of friendly fowl ...
... and a smiley stop at the park. The consensus is that piggies and/or a hat will be required for all future park trips.
After much conversation about not cutting hair, Mom took me to get my hair cut and to try to have things evened out on top. I wasn't sure this was such a great idea but Donna did her best and Mom is hoping my hair grows back fast.
After our hair cuts, Mom and I went out for lunch and had fun just hanging out together.
Impressions after Day 1 of the new 'do: Piggies still look OK provided one's attention is focused on the piggies ...
... 'cuz the party going on in the back is pretty much out of control!
Take a good look at my "Highland Coo" 'do in the upper left (circa yesterday). The look is shaggy but cute.
My "15 mo old mullet" has returned. The look is a bit choppy but unique.
My friends got in big, big trouble. And I've learned how to say "no cup" (aka 'no cut').
With no daycare available, Dad and I bundled up and Cougar'd over to the zoo this morning to check out the seals, giraffes, lions, tiger, and turtles ... and to get a few slides in on the kiddie playground.
