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| - To say my dogs were barking when I entered Thai Foot Massage would be an understatement. These dogs were like a pack of Great Danes behind a fence, while a young child ran in front of the yard, holding a kite, and blowing an air horn! These dogs were angry; and howling! My feet dogs, that is. My feet hurt.
Now I'm no "foot doctor", but upon entering, the relaxing sounds and aromas let me know my paws were about to be taken to doggie heaven! The courteous staff knew exactly what they were doing, at least I assume they do, my eyes were rolled to the back of my head, my tongue hanging out, while they pet my poor puppies till their tails wagged. Make no bones about it.
The massage seemed to fly right by, and soon my digits were coma-toes'ed! (a little foot humor) I stood up and thought I was drinking again, because I couldn't even feel my feet! They did such a great job, these dogs weren't barking for days, not even a whimper. This is one place that makes sure to take each piggie to market!!
Restrooms were lacking.
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