Well at 9am this morning Dad and I went to see Debbie who does my hair. She gave me a shampoo and blowdry, and trimmed my whiskers a bit. Sadly I went from being a fine specimen of Maltese maleness to a fluffed up girly poodle. I'm not sure how that happened, but I'm talking to my lawyer.
Oh Dad that isn't my best side. I look fat!
Stop calling me cute!!!
I look like a pretty little girl poodle! Not happy!!!
Enough with the camera. Stop it!
My lawyer, Pepsi is the best legal representation around. Now if only she'd stop hissing at me long enough to hear my case
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