Brother Dutch thinks I'm overreacting about the strange dog smells on my human, so I asked my friend Google what I should do about it. Google said if you think your human is cheating, you can either ask them about it... or just follow them everywhere they go (technical term: stalking).
So yesterday I stalked my human. Every time she tried to leave the house I'd give her the look so she'd feel bad and take me with her. We went to the bank. The post office. A store with cameras. There weren't any dogs at any of those places. It was all pretty bor-ing.
I was about to give up on the stalking when my human grabbed her keys and said she'd see us in a few hours. A few hours? Hmmm. Sounded kinda suspicious. But when I made a move for the door, she said I had to stay home. I begged and begged and gave her the look until she finally caved.
Well. We ended up at a place called Blo Salon. There weren't any dogs there either, but I did meet a nice lady named Courtney. Courtney spent a looooong time doing weird things to my human's hair; when she was done, everyone said it looked really pretty. So I asked Courtney if she could do something with my fur. Y'know, to make me look cuter.
No problem. Hop up in the chair, she said.
I don't exactly know what Courtney did to us. But on the walk home, two strange men told my human her hair was really pretty and even more people than usual told me I was very cute. Go Courtney!