So I turned to Uma,
My devoted English cocker,
And I whined to my captive canine audience of one,
"Ohhh how I wish I had a personal masseuse.
No, I do! I wish I had a personal masseuse
So that when my feet ache like they do right now,
I could just call for my personal masseuse
And she....or he.....would come and rub out
All the aches and the stiffness and the toxic buildup
From my ankles, and soles, and toes."
Uma slept.
I took a hot bath.
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