…Mom is getting a little concerned about exactly how much hair I am going to sprout before it gets warm here in Michigan again and it all falls back out.
The house is warm-warm-warm, I wear sweaters all the time, and sleep under a heated blanket.
She just better leave it alone, and not try to find a way to get rid of it.
I actually find it kind of cute and fun, and I think she does too!
Mom was a little mad at me for taking everything off her bookshelves at 2 am. Apparently she tripped over something and fell in the middle of the night.
Why didn’t she turn a light on?
So as she was cleaning her (our) bedroom, and moving everything off the bookshelves, she figured I could stay to watch.
Bugger. Now I have to find new things to knock around to keep her up all night!