Shorn, Part II

After watching the sheep do it, we decided Avery needed a haircut, too. Nadja tried & tried forever to get it all straight, until I finally told her to give up. I did a little trimming myself at home the next morning, after a wash & natural dry. The funny thing was that as we walked in the door, she kept repeating "tell her I always get the animal one, tell her I always get the animal one." I didn't know what that meant, until she went to the chair & the cape came out. She's only been there 2 times before. . . .