It’s a great life, being a dog. Or a cat. Still, I feel like cats are able to entertain themselves more efficiently, so maybe they have the edge. If an owner leaves a dog at home for hours, they generally have to resort to either sleeping all day or tearing up the furniture. Cats just do their own thing, with the occasional exception of when they go for the curtains. So yeah, I’d be a cat in my next life.
If I’m not a human, that is. Anything is better than now. I mean, at least I’m living in an era where you CAN get liposuction treatments in the Melbourne CBD and other big cities, and no one looks at you like you’ve gone to get some kind of bleeding leech treatment. Heck, most friends will even tell you you’re looking just great afterwards. But still, I wouldn’t mind being reincarnated into someone who didn’t NEED liposuction. Like a supermodel. Or a movie star surrounded by personal trainers and nutritionists telling them how to get in shape for their next big, money-making role. Is that so much to ask? There are plenty of celebrities around at any given time, right?
You know, it probably is. Even fifteen years ago, finding a chemical skin peel place around this city was a nightmare. The industry just wasn’t ready, you know? I had to go to this little foreign place where they played panpipe music and told me to think beautiful thoughts. Puh-lease, ALL my thoughts are beautiful! And I don’t think the treatment actually worked, so what was the point? No point. None at all.
Thank goodness the industry is thriving, so I don’t have to hunt. Melbourne dermatology places are on the rise, and no judgement from anyone! I just hope in my next life, I’’ be the one doing the treatments instead of getting them myself.
-Judy