As I run the water for Pappy's holiday bath, I'm reminded of the great happenings during his last bath. As I was turning off the water for that bath, I realized I didn't have a towel for him. I had used a ball to lure Pappy upstairs, so I idly tossed it into the tub and walked over to the linen closet. When I came back, Pappy had mysteriously gotten into the tub all on his own. Wondrous. Of course then he spent the entire bath straining to hang his dripping head over the edge of the tub like he always does, but you can't have everything.
3 years ago