I'm shaving my legs in the shower with the curtains closed, obviously.
This is kind of like the scene from Psycho, except I survive and there's no knife involved. Oh, wait, there is a razor and blood....
As I'm shaving, I glimpse a beast walking between the shower curtains, on the edge of the tub.
I thought it was a rat. A big, furry, long-haired rat.
As I pulled the curtain aside, after cutting myself of course, Elvis was as surprised as I was. He got a face full of suds. I don't think he'll be doing that again!
Even still, who couldn't love this adorable beast?

1 comment:
That just made my day. A laugh a day is good for a body. Thanks.
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