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05 June 2010 @ 09:48 pm
Just Rambling  
Yesterday, I went to the eye doctor. After I finished with the ordeal, my eyes were dilated, and I could hardly see because besides having dilated pupils, it was sunny outside. As I was driving, I saw this woman who looked a like my friend Cindy. Cindy, like me, loves dogs. But her breed of choice is the sheltie. Anyway, the woman was walking a beautiful sheltie. I tried to scream Cindy's name, but I was too far. So I pulled up to a street and waited for the woman to cross toward me. Then I realized that Cindy would not be walking one dog. She has two of them, and.... she lived about 3 or 4 miles from where I was. BTW, the woman was not Cindy.

I had to get out of the street that I turned into and to do that, I had to go into the neighborhood. As I drove around, this man was walking his two dogs. One of them was a beautiful basset hound. I swear the basset hound knew that I admired him. Now, I had done nothing. I didn't open my car window, nothing. The dog, as he was walking away, kept looking back at me: We connected. I wish that I had the courage to do what I wanted to do: Get out and hug him and scream, "Basset sighting." I'm sure the man would've understood.

I just watched the stupidest movie, Journey to the Center of the Earth. Don't bother watching. Hope you are all well.


what you're saying is you just didn'tbohemu on June 6th, 2010 03:32 am (UTC)
I love those little moments with animals I see around town. I'm glad I'm not the only one who still appreciates those instances.
Spicedogs: Basil&Carriespicedogs on June 6th, 2010 04:17 am (UTC)
I swear that they can feel our thoughts. Sometimes, I feel my dog's thoughts. I start thinking of doggie bones and lo and behold one of them is looking at me with that begging look.
what you're saying is you just didn't: RL - Bijou cuddlebohemu on June 9th, 2010 11:31 pm (UTC)
That definitely happens to me, too. Especially when we plan on getting rid of some of Bijou's toys since she hasn't played with them in a while. Then the next day she has pulled out those exact toys to play with.
Any further questions? Ask the shrimp!txvoodoo on June 6th, 2010 04:14 am (UTC)
I embarrass Scott by making him stop the car for doxies ;)

We're crazy dog ladies, we are!
Spicedogs: Basil&Carriespicedogs on June 6th, 2010 04:16 am (UTC)
LOL. I do that, too. Somehow, I didn't this time. But the basset knew. He knew that he was to be loved, and he was expecting it.

Edited at 2010-06-06 04:16 am (UTC)
Any further questions? Ask the shrimp!txvoodoo on June 6th, 2010 04:25 am (UTC)
Every doxie I've stopped for has been like that: "Yes, I am adorable and wonderful, yes, you may adore me!" ;)