Driving Miss Daisy

In the I Would Not Be Caught Doing this, oops I mean my dog, category, dogs are being taught how to drive in new Zealand. Yeah, I can just imagine the scenario. Driving up 95 N and see a dog in the driver seat. Holy Chihuahua give me some chalupas. I would run to the Petsmart faster then a bullet and ask for a collar. Hope they will make better drivers then we humans. Some people here in my heck of the wood could benefit from this, let their dog do the driving! I swear one of these days, the alarm clock will be replaced by a robot tapping you to weak up. Too cute but very dangerous!

Will Do It Again Next Year!

Mimi Says Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and will do it again next Year!

Have a wonderful, blessed and prosperous life. I hope it brings you joy, happiness, health, love and wealth. The motto for 2012, live life and stop being a… Peace and Harmony!

 

The Lost Perfect Picture Moment

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Why I should have carried my camera with me!

Just as I have decided to carry a small notebook – after countless of tore ‘memorable’ stripped pieces of paper (I once used bathroom tissue) and post-it note stickies, to catalog my ever so intrusive thoughts that come racing at every moment; I decided after this enthralling occurrence to at least attempt to carry a camera with me at all times; just in case. One never knows when the ever million-dollar opportunity presents itself. Lol. Keep dreaming!

Anyway, last Saturday, I was on my way to the shopping center when the traffic became a tad too heavy, unhurried for my taste. It wasn’t Sunday, so I could not understand why everybody was on their way to the church.

It was drizzling a bit, so I incurred the thought that it might have been the architect as I saw no other source for “where is everyone going” aspect. To conciliate my flustered soul, I decided to take a shortcut as always do whenever I stumble upon these occurrences. (I have yet to come across anyone who enjoys traffic jam).

Just as I turn right onto a familiar street, neighboring residential communities, leading to the shop, I spotted this figure on the sidewalk to my left, strolling hastily, as if in a hurry.

The lady was approximately 5’7” tall, skinny and exhausted, in her 50’s, wearing nerdy like big eyeglasses, pasty sneakers with blue stripes, long skirt and long sleeveless shirt – she came across like sixty’s groupie – and a plastic scarf covering her locks.

She was pulling a Labrador in her left hand and a stroller on her right. However, the thing that stroked me the most and caught my interest – it could have made one heck of a picture; there is if I was allowed to take it – was what was on the stroller. It was not a baby or perhaps groceries like some debilitated people use it for but a cute, cuddly dog. I can’t pin point the breed but it looked like a Chihuahua from a far and wait, it was wearing sunglasses. How cool!

It was amusing; the picture looked perfect. The little creature just sat there without a care in the world, as if it was a queen, enjoying the journey and whatever it was taking it. I loved it. I thought about stopping and use my cell’s camera but chose to drive away instead. It was one amazing sight, one that could have made the front page had I been able to take the picture.