Mid-wash

I likes to keep clean.

It's important.

I has dignity.

I has regular washes.

I usually does my body first, then my feets.

I'd got to my feets earlier, and was working on my back feets.

I was nearly done.

Then my hooman came into the room and shouted 'Frankiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!'

He ruffled my head.
I stared at him.

Then he started touching my feets.
Why?

Idiot.

I gave him a bunny kick.

Then I had to clean those feets all over again.

So annoying.





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