February 17 is the anniversary of when I picked up Kiki from the Lowell Humane Society and brought her to The BungaLowell. Back then, she was called Stanley, so named because she was initially thought to be male until a vet checkup revealed she definitely was not. For reasons I didn’t quite fathom then or now, I had to go back a week later for the adoption paperwork and February 24 is the official-official adoption date. As I see it, we get to celebrate two anniversaries.
Similar to a year ago, but to a lesser degree, Kiki still
likes to do her Greta Garbo “I want to be left alone” impersonation. Had I known
of this specific personality feature a year ago during the re-naming deliberations,
her name might very well be Greta Garbo. When she wants attention, she is nearby,
and clearly communicates her desire. And when she’s had enough of it, she is on
her way upstairs, under the table, into her hidey bed, anywhere away from the
scene of the suddenly no longer wanted affection. It’s all part of her quirky
charm.
In the ongoing stream of delivery packages, today’s receipts were coffee and shower body wash in a pump bottle, which should be easier to deal with while wearing the cast and going forward. A couple days ago, while shopping for body wash, there was one described as “persimmon soap for old people smell.” I swear I’m not making this up.
The product details elaborate with “Deodorant Soap: Persimmon has excellent power in eliminating odor smell especially old people smell. It is suitable for men and women.” Umm, what? Do people shop for soap using that description? Holy crap. A smiling. presumably old people smelly model holds the product in an image that includes the headline text "Body Wash for Old People." I hope she was paid well for that gig.
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| "Soap for old people smell." |
As much as I do not want to smell like an old person, which I actively combat by avoiding powdery and flowery scents, I did not buy that particular soap. I bought Dr. Teal’s Vitamin C with shea butter and aloe. Citrus seems normal. And now I’ll be suspicious of anything with persimmon fragrance.
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