Yesterday, two of the members of our household experienced a bit of grooming.

First up, me of course.

As I mentioned a couple of days ago, I was due for a fresh dye.  This is what I started with:

Long, gross and a faded brassy brown/reddish color.  Oh and my ends were a f*cking disaster.  I wanted to go darker and take the red out.  For some reason, my hair always fades to a reddish color that drives me crazy.

Bring on the dark.

I love it and it looks so much healthier.  I’m a little afraid to see what it will look like when it fades and grows out, but who cares…I’ll just dye it again anyway.

You know who else had a makeover?  This monster:

Jack!  Now he looks pretty good in that picture, but he’s really been looking like a mongrel lately.  See those hairy paws?  They were like dreadlocks caked in mud.

He just wasn’t looking good.  And no matter how much I brushed him (or cut the dreads out) he still looked like an abandoned dog.  It was time to go to the groomer.

And doesn’t he look beautiful now?  So soft and they gave us a spray to make him smell less like sh*t and more like dog…or mint chip sundae?

That stuff actually smells pretty good.  Tasty!

And once we got home, Jack immediately did this:

So he is now on lockdown, with limited outside privileges.

He thinks he’s so funny.