Celebrating Bath Time
Anyone who doesn’t know what soap tastes like never washed a dog.
—Franklin P. James
Duff here. I love my bath time. My fur gets dirty and matted at times as I adventure about my universe. My tail can get into all sorts of mischief. You should have seen the time it got daubed in a bit of mustard. Truly a modern style painting technique!
And the time mom and I were headed for work. I ride in her lap. She gave a few sniffs (nothing compared to my sensitive nose) and smelled something foul. I had been investigating and found something delectable which got caught up in the ends of my ears. Interesting.
I wait for mom to show up for my scrub. Once she was slow, and I hopped into the bathtub on my own and waited for her. I was that ready. I savor my time with soap and warm water. And yes, when I shake off, my mom gets a face full of soap. I live unstuck.
Do you have a special connection with baths? Time to luxuriate? To consider the finer things in life? I’d encourage you to do so. I do it all the time. Live unstuck. #UnstuckLiving
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