Down the Drain

Tana and I take a shower together… a lot. We’re talking each and every morning. And it truly is great bonding time together. But she has this odd little habit that really bothers me. I shed and just assume that my hair will safely travel down the drain. There would be nothing more disgusting than making a pile of hair to throw away later. Well, while Tana quietly plays in the floor of the shower, she catches the wad of hair and saves it…telling me that it cannot go down the drain. It’s a mess!!!! So after she hands this wad back to me, I wait until she is occupied with something else…and let it wash down the drain after all.


PS..check out food, we made soup last night and we ate it together!! Very tasty!!!