Gettin' Wiggy With It

The afternoon arrival of the wigs, courtesy of a wonderful wigmaker named Judi Lewin, created quite the spectacle over here at the SJG palatial estate. It was Sir Blakey's first encounter of the wig kind and he drew all sorts of erroneous conclusions. The Royal Rescue Pup of Questionable Lineage mistook the wigs for a variety of creatures, including tiny furry dogs, squirrels, possums and very large rats. He spent the remainder of the day circling the table and keeping an eye on the wigs, ready to pounce if necessary. Luckily, the wigs never made a move. The only move they're making will be into the SJG limo, for the ride to Theatre West, where the hilarious cast will rehearse "Brushes: A Comedy of Hairs." And let's be honest. You can't have a show about hair without wigs. You just can't.