Getting a massage reminded me of a sister I am supposed to have somewhere in the world. Her name is Lola.
At first, Mom called her BHS for Big Headed Schnauzer. But little sis said she wanted to be called Lola, and has been ever since. You can see she has traveled the world, from Athens to Paris. She visited the Parthenon in Greece, and the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower in Paris. Somewhere along her travels she decided to get a massage from the Blue Massage Schnauzer. They fell in love, married and honeymooned in Cancun. Doesn’t Lola look happy? I would be that happy too if I was married to a massage schnauzer. I wonder if Noodle could learn to do massages??