I got up whining miserably: "Mooooooooh mooh moooooooh momomoooooh!" while carrying my misses shoe around. I do that every morning when my miss and her mother wake up. Heres a video:

After I calmed down we went to the city of Jerusalem where my miss got a haircut and color. The cut sucks, but the color is nice. The hairdressers loved me.

This is Gil, one of the hairdresser guys.

 
And this is my miss.

Then they went to the supermarket, but I had to wait outside. This isnt as cool as in Belgium, because here supermarkets are guarded. Why? Something called terrorists like to blow up things. Especially entries to shopping malls, zoos, etc. And I was tied to an entrance  The guards loved me.

Its really dirty here in Beit Hanina. People throw their garbage into their neighbours gardens and stuff. And my misses mother doesnt allow me and miss to walk outside alone because something called Palestinians seem to like to shoot Israeli-looking people and dogs. They dont seem to like Israelis and dogs. They dont seem to like anything though.

My miss cooked curry and I got some chicken