Today as I babysat I observed my feet and the cursed lines left by the occurrence of walking through wet and dirt in flipflops. Such lines agitate me to the utmost.

I schemed the tasks I had to quickly accomplish in between the time of arriving at home from babysitting and departing for rehearsal and then a surprise visit to my old youth pastor's family. And as I thought the dog at the house I babysit at commenced the licking of my feet.

At first my jimmies were quite rustled because I tend to be allergic to dog saliva but I realized I was not becoming itchy or hive infested, which happens when my dog licks me.

Not only was I not allergically reacting, but the dog licked the dirt lines off my feet! Problem solved! Time saved!