After a long time and a hundred of nights she would cry when her hair really gets hard to comb (tangles and all), she finally told me she wanted a hair cut. Not just trim, but cut, as in to cut it real short.
So right after her 7th birthday, we went to the salon for her makeover.
Bye bye, about 8 inches of mane. Til we meet again.
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