Dear Drake, My mommy called me to the 'puter to see you wiff your new haircut. Isn't it a pain to have to stand there while the hoomans run that buzzing little thing all over your body? I could think of 100 things I would rather be doing when my mom or the groomer lady pulls out those clipper things. I wanted to tell you, though, Drake that you are just as handsome as before. In fact my mommy always tells me, after those clipper things are put away, that I am even prettier than before. Woof! Woof! Drake! You are no matter how much hair you have!
Love, Bella