A Second Haircut Story

My mum took me to Sit Still last Thursday so I could get my haircut for the second time in my whole entire life. It didn't go as well as my first time. I didn't much appreciate the lady spritzing my hair with water and making me look like this vampire dude from Buffy or this aspiring wizard from Harry Potter or this guy from Wall Street.

Yep, it was me in my trusty cab no. 954. She's a good cah. I do like to sit in her.

I made sure to look at my mom several times while the haircut was taking place so she would not forget how miserable I was.
Then the lady put in a movie called Cars and I was like, "Hey, cahs!" and all was forgiven. That is until the lady turned the blow dryer on.