Finally made it to the hairdresser this week. I had been postponing it due to lack of time. Dr Livingstone told me I had waited long enough to have it done again and told me accordingly I looked like a chav.
That seemed to work, it prompted me to pick up the phone and schedule an appointment...
Miel was his usual charming self, coming up to me and grunting to receive a cookie that comes with the drink. He must be the cutest bulldog I know.
Come to think of it, he has the character of a cat: Likes to hang around you, but sits at a distance; is curious about everything but only comes when he feels like it.