Spa Inspection

Over at Santa Rita, the spa is waiting for City inspectors to see if the plumbing is OK before the concrete is poured. I had a look at it. It's been moved over a bit more towards the back fence. There is a big muddy mound of dirt all around it. (Alice had to help me clean my paws after this viewing.) Frankly, I found a stick with a good smell much more interesting than the spa. I don't think I'll ever put paw into the spa. But I will be glad to stretch out on the side of it when the sun is out. Alice says I will then have a new additional job: to make sure people don't fall asleep in there.
I've never enjoyed baths. Can't understand why the people like spas. Or pools.