The dog went outside when I was just starting to comb out my hair after washing it last night, so I was pretty much at maximum mop-head when she started barking. Still in my red paisley flannel nightie/housecoat and sans glasses, I ran outside in case she was facing off with a cat or the yard had been invaded by neighbor dogs, and the next-door landlord waved to me from his roof, where he and another guy were working. Oops.





