Be ye forewarned

These days I do NOT like having my hair combed, braided, arranged in pigtails, or otherwise made to be orderly. I will wear NOTHING but a headband, even if my hair is falling in my eyes and making it hard for me to see where I'm going. If Mommy tries to make my hair look neater by affixing some additional device to my head, I comply for awhile, but as soon as I'm out of her sight for a minute I pull it all out and hide the evidence. She'll NEVER find those little rubber bands! I wonder if this means another haircut is in my future?