Sheepish Mice and Dead Hair.....
Well I've made the mouse's head so far.....
A few tweaks later: got rid of the fluffy haircut, added a nose and smile, threaded in some whiskers and raised the ears a wee bit....and.... mouse?
This is for an online mouse-swap, by the way. There's a link in the left-hand column to the blog behind it, if you're curious!
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I've just got back from the hairdresser.
I told her that I needed a good trim because my dry, brittle ends are driving me crazy. I just can't stop fiddling with them, tying them up and even snapping them off.
The hairdresser looked through my hair, tweedling it with her fingers and making long-drawn-out, studious hmmmm noises.
"Well," she sighed, shaking her head, "the thing is, all this hair here is dead."
Before I could think, I blurted out, "Well I should damn well hope so, or it'll bloody hurt like Hell when you start cutting into it!"
Erm..... it was one of those "Did I really say that out loud?"
Feeling guilty, (though God alone knows why, if they will insist on coming out with such silliness) I allowed myself to be talked into buying one of their special conditioners. You know, twice the price of your usual one from Boots, but in a more plasticky bottle and an odd "designer" name on it. [Sigh] Never mind. At least it smells good :)



