Look of disgust...

... as demonstrated by Minnie at her brother Max's latest wimpishness. #2 daughter is visiting, and decided to tackle his disgusting dreadlocks with an electric pet trimmer. He put up with it for a short time, or rather a series of short times as she chased him around the house, which is now liberally sprinkled with clumps of fur. He's now hiding under a chair, so I can't blip his coat of many lengths - think ZZ Top face with Hendrix underbelly and fluffy slippers.