We went to a member of the bishopric's house for FHE tonight. They try to have each group do that at least once a semester here at BYU.
Our First Counselor has a rat dog. No seriously, it was the tiniest, rattiest little ball of fluff I've ever seen.
His wife told him the dog, Wallace, needed a haircut last week. So, our counselor took it upon himself to give his rat-dog Wallace a mohawk.
Now his wife insists poor little Wallace wears a rat-dog-shirt to cover his little rat-dog-mohawk.
But when she left the room he showed us Wallace's awesome mohawk anyway.
Poor rat-dog Wallace. Those poor little things seriously have zero dignity. None.
But it is pretty interesting to see a greased-up mohawk on a tiny half pound rat dog!
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