I went into the bathroom just as the sun was shining through the space in the curtain and throwing a shadow on the tile behind the sink of two of the three plastic dogs sticking out of the bar of soap.
Laura made the soap with the three dogs and sent it to Jon and me. At first, we weren’t going to use it, but it was too much fun not to. I get a kick out of washing my hands with it. And when the soap is all gone, I’ll three cute plastic dogs to find a place for around the house.
