Day 85
The photo of the Babycrat two days ago is the last you'll see of him with hair. Because, today, the Resident Bureaucrat butchered his hair. The Babycrat's hair was getting long and straggly, and because we were going to take a passport photo for him, the messy hair bothered the RB. I was going to trim the Babycrat's hair, but the RB wanted to do it himself. But apparently, his idea of "trimming" was to anyhow lop off scarily huge chunks of hair.

Guess how the Babycrat ended up looking in his passport photo. The irony.