|To je on, bestie!|
And that terrible day was today.
I am no longer a spring chicken.
I am an old hag, my PL says.
Not sure what hag is but surely it is something terrible.
Here, can you see it?
My first WHITE HAIR!
|Knírek je cool. Bílej chlup ne.|
But white hair, that is entirely different matter.
It is end of my glossy black days.
A few more months and I will look like a keeshound. Or worse - people will mistake me for arctic fox. Slovakian Cuvac. Samoyed even!
Not even a horny poodle will consider me attractive.
I am going to brood in my bed. Good night.