Splish Splash

You have no idea how dirty it is inside the typist's fanny pack where I ride. I think she stores dirt in there in case she needs to bury someone quickly.

So I got dirty. I needed a bath.

I got the bubble bath ready.

I inspected the sink. It's almost as dirty as the inside of the fanny pack. The typist swears it's clean, just "stained" and has a pattern. Riiiiiiiiiiiiight.

Maybe she was right; I got clean in the bubble bath.

I got to do the backstroke too.

When I got out of the bath, the typist helped me floof up my feathers. Ta da! I felt much better.

I think I like taking a bubble bath. I don't even have to wear my lifevest in there.