The Haircut

A few weeks ago (yes, I am a little behind) William received his first haircut. I would love to say a huge thanks to Jude for coming to our house and cutting his hair. Not only did she sacrifice some of her precious time but she also lost a gallon of milk in the process. Our cats were ecstatic (like Jed Clampett finding oil in our front yard).
Anyway, it went a little something like this...

William sits in anticipation for the unknown haircut to come upon him. He thinks maybe this won't be that bad.


What is that in her hand...?


The horror!


Ok, this isn't that bad.


Oh no the texturizer!


Acceptance. And no one has called him a girl since he got his haircut. Yeah!

BONUS Climbing Shots (We thought of you Gregory)


There isn't much that we can keep him out of anymore.