Boys will be boys...even at 37.

I am shaking my head side to side as I type this. I am not sure if my husband is trying to live vicariously through the dog (and has always wanted this hairstyle) or if he just made a mistake with the clippers. Whatever the reason, our poor dog received a mohawk today.

Yes, as I shake my head side to side, I can't help but think..."Boys will be boys...even at 37".

That, and..."Boy am I sure glad we don't have a poodle."