It is quite the ritual in the morning trying to comb out Mitch's hair. We decided to grow his hair out, since we were getting sick of his "clean cut missionary haircut". He definitely is not a candidate. Every morning in order to convince him to comb out his hair, I tell him we have got to get the mouse out that has been sleeping in there all night. He always gets this concerned look on his face, and then agrees to let me do it. Most days I don't even comb it because I know how torturous it is going to be for both of us. He also gets a deep hair conditioning with his baths. He sure does look super cute. Here are some shots of him before his daily doo.
