This morning I am awake, lying in bed, (whether I like it or not) getting covered in kisses by a 55lb baby boxer named Coco. She's clumsy, lanky and lovable! Baxter, a Havanese (Google it), is lying on his back in the crook of my armpit looking very sweet and innocent. Bella, my Shih-Tzu/Maltese mix, all five pounds of her, likes the space down at the foot of the bed observing the calamity. TIME TO GET UP! I make my way to the front door wearing a pink tye-died t-shirt that I acquired in high school at one of my many track & field meets and lavender scrub pants. After slipping on my kitchen clogs I hesitate…usually these three monsters go leash-less but today I decide that’s not gonna fly.
Most people that see me walking three dogs say “Boy, you’ve got your hands full there!” and I just smile and nod. What do they know? My lil' monsters are so good for me that I can usually walk with all three leashes in one hand, no problem. I don’t enjoy voluntarily adding stress to my life…these three have learned to just go with my flow.
My (gated) apartment complex is very nice…and very expensive…and that’s why I’m moving out at the end of the month! There are ten total buildings arranged in a huge circle with, on average, 36 apartments to a building. The outside entrances to each apartment are in a sort of tunnel. They are covered but still without complete protection from the elements. The four of us make our way through the tunnel to the rear of my building. Right in front of me is the sand volleyball court surrounded by a lot of grass and that’s where most people on this end of the complex let their dogs take care of business.
I’m happy that mine are leashed as one of the maintence men is driving around the golf cart stopping near by to throw things in the back from a recently vacated unit. My dogs are UBER friendly and will run up to anyone just for some love and affection. The other day an unleashed Coco and Baxter were heading toward my apartment door when a woman and her two children were walking in from the parking lot (the front side of the building). Coco and Baxter took off running, straight for them…of course the kids were freaked because Coco is kinda huge but the best part is watching this fat woman, carrying a fast food bag, talking on her cell phone, turn and run (as fast as SHE could) to the tailgate of a nearby pick up truck and hopped in! She left her two lil ones in her dust! I had to laugh…and of course apologize for MY lil ones scaring them…but I just stood at my door and said “COME” and they did. I’m proud I have that kind of power…
Today while walking back towards my apartment door there is a lady (that I don’t remember seeing before) walking down the steps from the second floor, as it seems, to throw away a bag into the trashcan by the volleyball court. She is short but I’m tall so I doubt that’s helping with her description. She has that body type of huge boobs, round belly but lil bitty skinny legs and arms. You know what I’m talking about? Wearing glasses with her graying black hair piled on top of her head, shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. I can tell she’s excited to see my dogs, especially Bella. Bella looks like a lil teddy bear and she loves people…EVERYONE wants to pick her up! As this lady comes closer she starts making those baby-talking noises and bends down to pet the, at this point, highly excited lil monsters. She’s bending down...she’s bending down...she's bending down...next thing I know she’s on her knees in the grass and then on her face! “Oh my God! Are you ok?” She has literally face-planted with her arms crumpled beneath her! However, it was seamless, graceful and I couldn’t believe it! I am now on my knees in this urine soaked “yard” (the main reason I don’t wear shoes in my apartment) trying to figure out if this lady is ok. The poor thing just lifted her upper body and stayed down on her knees to pet the dogs. I had another OMG moment as I see poor little Bella’s head peaking out from this woman’s crotch! I pull her out gently by the leash and the woman just put her glasses back on and kept petting Coco, not even realizing that she just birthed-a-Bella! Baxter, who is usually just so happy-go-lucky, also had an OMG moment. He stood behind me seeming to want nothing to do with this freak show. She motions to Baxter murmuring something about him being shy…I had to laugh! Baxter? Shy? More like incredibly intuitive! Now realizing, as I noticed one of the lenses to her glasses was lying in the grass (she has been wearing them since she “righted” herself without a clue it had been missing) that this lady is drunk…or high…a little too chunky to be a drug addict (in my opinion) plus she had all her teeth…But WTF is she doing in this state at 11am?
After asking again if she is ok, I finally got back into my apartment and just started laughing!
It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood, A beautiful day for a neighbor, Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Most people that see me walking three dogs say “Boy, you’ve got your hands full there!” and I just smile and nod. What do they know? My lil' monsters are so good for me that I can usually walk with all three leashes in one hand, no problem. I don’t enjoy voluntarily adding stress to my life…these three have learned to just go with my flow.
My (gated) apartment complex is very nice…and very expensive…and that’s why I’m moving out at the end of the month! There are ten total buildings arranged in a huge circle with, on average, 36 apartments to a building. The outside entrances to each apartment are in a sort of tunnel. They are covered but still without complete protection from the elements. The four of us make our way through the tunnel to the rear of my building. Right in front of me is the sand volleyball court surrounded by a lot of grass and that’s where most people on this end of the complex let their dogs take care of business.
I’m happy that mine are leashed as one of the maintence men is driving around the golf cart stopping near by to throw things in the back from a recently vacated unit. My dogs are UBER friendly and will run up to anyone just for some love and affection. The other day an unleashed Coco and Baxter were heading toward my apartment door when a woman and her two children were walking in from the parking lot (the front side of the building). Coco and Baxter took off running, straight for them…of course the kids were freaked because Coco is kinda huge but the best part is watching this fat woman, carrying a fast food bag, talking on her cell phone, turn and run (as fast as SHE could) to the tailgate of a nearby pick up truck and hopped in! She left her two lil ones in her dust! I had to laugh…and of course apologize for MY lil ones scaring them…but I just stood at my door and said “COME” and they did. I’m proud I have that kind of power…
Today while walking back towards my apartment door there is a lady (that I don’t remember seeing before) walking down the steps from the second floor, as it seems, to throw away a bag into the trashcan by the volleyball court. She is short but I’m tall so I doubt that’s helping with her description. She has that body type of huge boobs, round belly but lil bitty skinny legs and arms. You know what I’m talking about? Wearing glasses with her graying black hair piled on top of her head, shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. I can tell she’s excited to see my dogs, especially Bella. Bella looks like a lil teddy bear and she loves people…EVERYONE wants to pick her up! As this lady comes closer she starts making those baby-talking noises and bends down to pet the, at this point, highly excited lil monsters. She’s bending down...she’s bending down...she's bending down...next thing I know she’s on her knees in the grass and then on her face! “Oh my God! Are you ok?” She has literally face-planted with her arms crumpled beneath her! However, it was seamless, graceful and I couldn’t believe it! I am now on my knees in this urine soaked “yard” (the main reason I don’t wear shoes in my apartment) trying to figure out if this lady is ok. The poor thing just lifted her upper body and stayed down on her knees to pet the dogs. I had another OMG moment as I see poor little Bella’s head peaking out from this woman’s crotch! I pull her out gently by the leash and the woman just put her glasses back on and kept petting Coco, not even realizing that she just birthed-a-Bella! Baxter, who is usually just so happy-go-lucky, also had an OMG moment. He stood behind me seeming to want nothing to do with this freak show. She motions to Baxter murmuring something about him being shy…I had to laugh! Baxter? Shy? More like incredibly intuitive! Now realizing, as I noticed one of the lenses to her glasses was lying in the grass (she has been wearing them since she “righted” herself without a clue it had been missing) that this lady is drunk…or high…a little too chunky to be a drug addict (in my opinion) plus she had all her teeth…But WTF is she doing in this state at 11am?
After asking again if she is ok, I finally got back into my apartment and just started laughing!
It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood, A beautiful day for a neighbor, Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
He..he..:D
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