[m i a o w] the cat

Trying to dye the roots of ones hair when there is no one around to help one is a recipe for dodgy results. However, my dodgy results are mostly on top, mostly. So I just have to stay away from people taller than myself, or have a hat handy if I am taken by surprise. Usually M does it - I just tell him to pretend I am a boat that needs a paintjob and to stay inside the lines and everything goes swimmingly. I had forgotten how hard it is to do it on my own - I kept stabbing bits of dye in the wrong places due to my inability to figure out backwards directions in the mirror [sigh]. Soon I won’t be a singleton. Soon. Actually, M bought a trailer for the journey south today - that makes things feel a little more concrete!