I suppose I should feel honored this rabbit was willing to let its guard down and show me its real self, but I kind of wish nobody had chewed through the charging cable for my nose hair trimmer.
In case you’re wondering why I’m a dues-paying member of the National Association of Balneotherapy Professionals, this is why. Without constant vigilance, we will cede more and more ground to those who would tarnish our profession by conflating it with….
Yes. As a form of ongoing protest, I have resolved to flush all “flushable” wipes, regardless of whether or how much their claims of flushability are specious, spurious, and significantly sanguine.
I failed to ration the apricots and now I’m having, um, “stomach troubles.”