Today, we took the subway again but, interestingly enough, the south-bound train this time. Initially, it took me by surprise but then a dreadful thought came to me: it’s a haircut day! That must be it, I thought, as we came to a stop in the station by the groomer. I can take the haircut just fine, but the thing is that first they give you a shower, and then another one once they’re done! And showers I hate… My heart was beating hard in nervous anticipation. The doors opened. We sat still. The doors closed. Once we moved along, I could finally calm down and relax—no haircut today.
This morning, the three of us got out of bed early. Usually, this means a family hangout day, especially with decent weather outside, as it was. Until around noon, both humans had been busy, but surely enough, we finally set out for another little trip. First, we had to stop by a pharmacy. You know how it is with humans and their errands. They always go around buying stuff, or doing laundry. They can’t just stay put and relax. I have never done laundry in my life, and I’m totally fine. But I digress… After that, we headed towards a subway station. I don’t really mind trains. Cars are another…