I’ve got this cat named Ralph who enjoys doing hair. (actually he’s my daughter’s cat but, well, he seems to have adopted me, so … )
Whenever my ex-wife would step out of the shower, Ralph was there, ready to suck the water out of her tresses. He treats me much the same but, faced with my glossy pate, prefers to lick the moisture from the follicles on my legs.
Further, even without the added incentive of water, Ralph seems attracted to the hair of dolls, which he will gnaw and pull at repeatedly until, well, we all like to think of him as a frustrated stylist.
