Make Overs

I went to the groomer's a cockapoo
and came home a schnauzer.

Fortune Telling

As I peer out into my future
I think I see a haircut.

Small Shop

I went to that place where they make me small.

Again.
Why can't they remember I grow my power in my coat?

Make up

with me over my "make over".

These are just some of the tools
of torture they used to give me this

ghastly "shag". I think I prefer the 5 blade "pixie" I got last time.

You can begin your amends
by serving up cookies and meatly bones.

You'll know you are forgiven when the look in my eye softens.

Hide and Seek

Can You find Me?
I'm a mere slip of a thing, a shadow of my former self.
You might mistake me for a baby toy.

That's right. I'm underneath not on top of the ironing board.
Truth be told, now that it's 85 degrees with 98% humidity
I'm loving my new hair-do