I went to the salon yesterday and felt like a change. I gave my stylist permission to do just about whatever she wanted. She changed my color and went a bit shorter.
Rosie is NOT happy. I am assuming she thinks I have a monster on my head. She keeps pinching me to inform me of danger, or her displeasure. Or maybe both. Either way, it has been a day now. I just recorded this. After I stopped she lunged at me with her mohawk up.
I am hoping she gets used to the change soon. Otherwise I am going to be covered in bruises.
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