A week ago, I applied the complimentary black mask given by my beautician which is said to be effective in removing black heads, on Hippo’s nose. I then laughed at him because with the black mask on his nose, he looked like a dog. After some time, Hippo prompted, “Can I stop being a dog and remove the mask?”

I found the scene hilarious and was sharing the story with my roommate while I was applying the same mask on my chin. My roommate then burst out laughing, “You look like a transvestite now!!”

Transvestite? No?