My favorite hairdresser

Oh yes, I went for a haircut again. This time the I took pictures of her and her dog. First comes the dog - she'd agree.
God's sake. It's sleeping. It always does. In the shop, you see. I bet this is the only hairdresser's with a sleeping dog in it. Oh, there might be another one somewhere in Kathmandu. Truth is, the dog's older than 10 years, it does not do much apart from sleeping. Sometimes it gets up, walks round the shop, maybe even farts but then goes back to sleep soon. I give him dog biscuits. He likes them. He likes any kind of food. I remember one time she left my hair half cut and ran for a walk with the dog because it started to cry. It turned out that the dog had the runs because the day before she gave him some chicken meat. Unbelievable, isn't it. You sit in the barber's chair, then she goes away for 15 minutes because the dog needs to go out.
Yes, that's her, personally. The hairdresser with the farting dog. Looks a bit like Kate Moss, don't she. I took the photos with my phone so don't expect extra quality.
I took some pics in the garden too, that's where I spend a lot of time since spring came in:

Another view from the back.

And now I'm off to pick some berries.