Hair Issues

I know we've covered the part where J can't see. It's inconvenient but it keeps me employed. So we deal with it.

The thing is, she worries about how she looks.

I understand her worrying about being pudgy. She doesn't have fur like I do, so she needs clothes. The clothes she has cover her fine. If she gets bigger, they won't. That could be a problem.

Frizzy hair, however, I do not understand.

I may have frizzy hair. I don't know. Either way, my hair does what it needs to do, so I don't care. Well, I shed. You know that. Sometimes it itches or I get hot...most of the time, it's not my problem. If I leave hair on your couch...well...you know I'm a dog. I shed. End of discussion.

Apparently, frizzy hair is much worse than shedding. In fact, J irons her hair.


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Yeah.

She takes something really hot and drags it through her hair until it's all straight. Or at least until she thinks it's all straight. I can't get over that.

At first, I thought she was going to drag out that huge metal thing that scares the cats. She does that when she irons her pants. But no, there seems to be a special thing to use for ironing hair. It's small and the cats leave it alone.

She doesn't really look any different to me whatever happens to her hair. (I guess if she messed it up a lot, I might noticce) She smells pretty much the same. She still feeds me.

But still. She irons her hair.

I'm so glad I'm a dog. Being a person is far too complicated.

Cosmo