Sunday, July 17, 2011

Worn Out

This morning I went for a long walk down to the end of the street. I went up and back twice. It was made longer because on the first back my neighbor Leroy came out of his house brandishing a rainbow feather duster because he didn't know who I was and whether or not I was authorized to be walking down the street with a cane at a snail's pace. It was a long conversation, only half of which I understood because Leroy has got some kind of crazy American accent going on. I told I've lived here for nine years, but we'd never talked before. He told me all the people who had died on the street since 2000 when he moved in (a lot.) He said I was so white that I looked like I was from Massachusetts and it was good I was out walking around so I could get some color. I thanked Leroy and went along with my walk.

As I was ending my second lap, I realized that Earl, the fucker, had gotten out and was running amok in the access road. I hobbled over to the neighbor's house and pleaded with him to help me with my dog. Since neither one of us have easy access to the access road from our backyards, he had to hop his fence and try to grab Earl. Earl wasn't having it, so I had to go get treats and a leash. Then Tony and his brother in law had to pick Earl up and put him over his fence...so he could get back into my yard. I put everybody in the house, but was so exhausted I had to take a 2 1/2 hour nap. The two lap walk would have been enough, but chasing after the dog, on a cane really did me in. Like I'm not doing anything else today.

As if this whole business with Jack Reacher didn't ruin my day enough, then the fucking dogs have to be on lockdown. They don't even get to go outside for a two minute potty break without supervision. My dad's coming over later to see if we can outsmart the stinking dog. Good thing the Big Guy retired. I hope he brings Max. Yesterday Max and I had a serious conversation about us going to see the Tour de France when he's bigger. I told him we could ride bikes together and I would get him a blue bike. He liked the blue bike idea and kept smiling at me. A blue bike it is!

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