Murphy gets a haircut

Mommy was sick today. I stayed in bed most of the day, so Daddy decided it was a good time to give Murphy a haircut (Mommy may have made a comment last night that Daddy was not to go near Murphy with a razor; therefore, Daddy may have taken advantage of the fact that Mommy was sound asleep upstairs).

Here's the Murph-man before he got hacked, I mean groomed:

And here is afterwards:

He no longer resembles a dustmop. And we can see his eyes. I guess those are good things. But I kind of miss his furball-ness.

xoxo,