Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Dog Chases


Have you ever found a dog running up and down the streets aimless lost? What would you do: continue on your way ignoring it, yell out HEY who's dog is this, or look to see if they have a collar and help the poor fellow find his home?

Today a yellow lab roamed the neighborhood lost and confused. I was shocked by some people’s reactions and comforted by the maturity of others.

I witnessed a few skateboarding kids stop a cop and mention it to the officer. This seemed pretty normal and very mature of these middle school aged boy. 

That all seemed pretty normal, what happened a few hours later took me by surprise.

HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK!

All our attention was drawn to the window where someone on a motorcycle honked his horn in a very obnoxious manner. I thought at first it had to be some childish prank. Nope. This continued for about a minute before we became annoyed.

I went to the window yelling something to the intent, "Is that really necessary?" Tylan, a little more confrontational, went straight to the front door to yell at this hooligan. The motorcyclist informs Tylan that he was honking to get someone's attention because a dog was running up and down the street that looked lost. Seriously dude?

Honestly, you think the best option to help this dog is to create obnoxious noise till someone else comes out do deal with the situation. Why don't you pop that kickstand of yours and grab the dog yourself?

Is this the way city people think, or did I happen to run into just one crazy person? Any other place I've lived you'd take the dog in, especially if it had tags.

This I know the dog possessed, because later that evening I was running an errand and almost hit the poor pup. It was darting across the busy street with its tail between his legs. Poor pup. I walked the neighborhood trying to find the fellow with no luck.

I hope the yellow lab ran into some nice people who helped him home, or he found his way himself. I love dogs and hate to see them lost (especially scared and lost).




Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The things we think of.

The idea of writing a blog came to me while having a conversation with my best friend, Catie, on the train ride home. Even though she lives across the country from me in Seattle, Washington we make quite the effort to stay in touch. It was actually her brilliant idea for me to start writing. By the time I got off the train my decision was made... I was to start my first blog.

Of course the first thing I do is mention it to my boyfriend. As any good boyfriend does, he encourages me to push forward and create this blog. Next, he pulls a curve ball, by telling me I have "homework" to do. Soon, I find out that this "homework" is watching an episode of House, my favorite shows, about a blogger who gets sick. This avid blogger writes everything about her life including information about her thoughts of the doctors online. The female blogger is addicted to her online life and online friends. She won't even make a health decision, like what type of heart valve to pick, with out getting input from her fellow readers. You should watch the whole episode even if you've never seen one before because it has one of those great House twists.  Private Lives Season 6 Episode 14

I was confused at the end of this all if that was a warning, or what? His responded that when I mentioned blogging, two things came to mind: his sister's blog and this episode from House. Well, I guess that works! Well I hope Tylan wasn't sending me a hidden message saying "DON'T DO IT." Because here I go... blogging away.