This dog is absolutely savoring every moment of its bath, and I am so jealous.
So I went bouldering for the first time in a couple years the other day, and I can’t even lift my arms to scratch the back of my neck. I just want to fall into a vat of Tiger Balm and then be airlifted to massage table where a million (super strong) kitties knead the knots in my back/arms/life into nonexistence. Is that too much to ask?
