Petey gets the works!

Yesterday, Mommy decided to do something about that fat gray skunk stripe running down her part so off we went to her groomer....

...the fun and fabulous Red Market in the Meatpacking district! And you'll notice I said "we!" I've been invited to come along.

Good thing, too, because Red Market is located on the fourth floor of an old warehouse building (so it's more like 6 stories) and there's no elevator or central air! Mommy and I both had a big drink of water when we got there.

Look at this wonderful big open space! Perfect for playing ball with the stylists... That's the toe of owner David Cotteblanche's cowboy boot - ideal for kicking the ball between snipping locks. (Mommy also loves going there because not only are they expert stylists, but David and Reynald have sexy french accents! Oohlala! They also offer clients a very nice glass of wine.)

Hmmm, I wonder if Mommy's friend Steven Dillon needs some expert advice from me?

Or maybe he'd just like to kick the ball for me!

Time for me to get to work. Asta's always mixing her Mommi's haircolor, perhaps I'll give it a try...

Whaddya mean you'd rather entrust your haircolor to Krista, Mommy? She's the sweetest thing and she does AWESOME haircolor. I think I inspire her with my champagne blonde.

In the meantime, I can count on Dana for a good game of catch. She could pitch for the Yankees, she's got such a great arm on her!
And she's always up for a good game of tug-of-war!

Since I was already at the salon, I decided to get a makeover. So I had a consultation with Reynald's one-year old daughter.

She lives with two Great Danes at home so she wasn't scared of a little guy like me at all!

Here she is suggesting bangs and chin-length extensions for a modern-day Prince Valiant look.

Umm, not so sure I want such a drastic new look. I perused the list of services....
...and opted for a deep conditioning treatment to soothe by sun- and salt-water ravaged hair. Krista gave me an excellent scalp massage as well...

Then she and Dana decided I needed a few sun-streaked highlights, so on with the cap and under the rotating heat lamp for a few spins...

Don't I look even better than usual? Like I just stepped out of a salon???

So I settled my bill at the counter....

...and didn't forget to leave Krista a nice tip! (I thought twice about leaving Dana my yellow ball...)