You will relax within the confines
a world of a thousand bubbles
luxury scents fill the air as you close your eyes,
hands smoothing and scratching
those hard to reach spots
feeling the smooth silk of soap cascading
over your beautiful lithe frame.
You breathe in and out slowly
as the warmth of the water pools gently over,
eyes stare lovingly? as I create a bubbled goddess
out of dirty scratchy fur
and piling mountains of slippery goodness,
wash the black specks from your beautiful body.
You wait patiently as I minister
to your every whim and paw
no cares in the world as the clock winds down
and I fold you in a dry bath sheet fresh
from the laundry stack,
rubbing and smoothing your glistening coat,
you stretch out in joy
and shake in a wild abandon
flecks of water coat the walls
as you lean on me I feel the water
on my happy hour t-shirt
I release you to the couch
where you begin to roll about
and I take on the second chore of cleaning
what had been a pristine white tub,
now filled with black sand and the remnants of
a few dead carcasses of Chi fleas.
Ah the simple joys of bath time with Chi. I didn’t attempt pictures as it’s tough to do with soapy wet hands, but as we see the issues with the sand fleas and her allergies to their bites, a warm soapy bath goes a long way, at least for a few hours, till she goes outside to bask in the sun, and once more roll in the yard sand, defeating my hard work. Perhaps I think she enjoys these baths, gotta give a mom a purpose now, you know?