Sometimes, when I'm just sitting around, obeying Massah, behaving myself...
Massah thinks I need a BATH! This happens about twice a week, and I don't like it. Please nooooo, Massah!
I don't like it one bit.
Sometimes I try to escape out the back way.
But Massah always catches me and scrubs me down. I try to look pathetic so she'll stop.
Fig always just sits there and watches my misfortune. She's afraid to speak up for me, in case Massah decides she needs a bath too.
But I get lots of kisses when I'm clean!
I swear, I have more shampoos and conditioners and exfoliators and lotions and toners and treatments than Massah does. I try to tell her I'm a BOY and don't need all that stuff, but she doesn't listen. Fig doesn't have to use all that stuff!! I don't know why I'm the only one who is tortured this way so often....