Could not be more excited! We've lived in the 'burbs for a good five years now.
I'm ready for a change and Java Train is within a block of our new house. As is a zoo.
That's right. A zoo.
Jealous much?
I will promise to try and share with all of you so you can live vicariously through me (zoo wise.)
I'm rambling. And the title of this post was about priorities.
On a beautiful 79 degree day here in Minnesota yesterday...as I ran errands..I saw this and turned around to appreciate it and to take a photo.
Look closely and you will see someone's Little Rascal parked right outside!
It made me laugh out loud. I'm not sure why I found it so darling yet so odd.
A beautiful day after 7 months of winter and snow horror. But this ride stopped at the bar. I envision this person taking a nice ride and coming upon the bar thought "Do I have a PBR in me? Let's just do it! It's Monday! Let's celebrate."
Or...a regular. The parking of the Rascal might show that there's some comfort there. Is that a legal parking spot for a "vehicle"?
He found a dead mouse in the field behind our house yesterday. His girlfriend Brandy who lives behind us left it for him. I know because it was just sitting there by our firepit while Brandy stared at us from across the nature preserve. I took the dog scoop the other day and threw it into said field. Curtis found it after dinner.
SO. GROSS. Yet I'm almost used to it.
He ate the whole thing, crunching it...dropping it, picking it up. Almost as if to horrify me more.
I tried the usual treats, throwing of balls...to get him to leave it so I could get rid of it. Nope.
In the end, I caught him rubbing his head and body ALL over it. Then he ate it all.
Pigpen got a bath and was not happy. Ugh!
As I have related various stories to my BFF about him, she told me about a close friend of hers who has a dog who ONCE..wait for it..threw up a gopher's head in her living room!
I guess I should be thankful.
Can you get ebola from that?!
Back to packing!
xo
T
