A while back I wrote about Wildebeest’s quest for dread locks.
He hit a, shall we say, snag along the way.
The dreads were put on hold.
This past Friday Wildebeest’s friends were here.
While skating on the patio, Wildebeest caught sight of his shaggy reflection in the window
and decided he wanted to see his neck again. (His words.)
He ran upstairs and informed Zebu, D, and J he wanted to cut his hair.
The whole process lasted about twelve minutes since Wildebeest had to leave for an
appointment. D and J did a pretty good job under those conditions but there was definitely
room for improvement. The next morning, with D’s guidance, I tided up Wildebeest’s hair
as best I could. Later, he took this self-portrait.
This morning I asked if he still liked his hair.
Wildebeest said, “My long hair looked nice when it was combed out and smooth.
But now it’s nice all the time.”