Can’t Trust This
Sung to the tune of “Can’t Touch This”.
My eyes are playing weird tricks on me lately. I see the word ennui (which is totally one of my favorite words and has been since I was 8), and I automatically read it as emu. Turns out, the Fug Girls should have substituted the word emu for what they were describing, which was hideous outfit Anne Hathaway was wearing. She looked very much indeed like an emu, and I should know, what with having worked with them (yes, really!) in the past.
I can’t trust my eyes anymore. Or can I?
While out on my walk this morning, I spotted the most beautiful black lab who was wandering about sans collar or a clue. Very close to a busy street. Good pup that she was (BIG puppy), she came when called. My friend and I walked up to every door along the street looking for the owner. Neither of us have a place to keep a dog, but we figured we’d hold on to her and 1) call animal control and/or 2) post flyers with her picture (of course I took photos! Those will come later as I’m really not even supposed to be blogging but showering so I can get some very big things done) and hope that people would call. One very nice neighbor, who has two dogs, and who was out talking with another neighbor, offered to hang onto the pup so we could go make flyers, etc. He was also willing to run the dog down to the rather enormous animal clinic down the street to see if she was chipped. All that ended up being for naught when we caught sight of a woman pulling out of her driveway (way down at the end of the street), looking left and right, etc. We waved to her and asked if she was looking for a black lab. She was. Mom and dog baby were reunited. The dog’s name was Kelly, by the way.
Anyhow, so my eyes can’t be too bad if they recognized a lost dog as a lost dog and not an abandoned one.
Also, I found, via Fred, the perfect organization tool for my friend Patty’s photography business. That’s where I’m off to after my shower. Or rather, where I’m returning to after my shower. We’re on a roll today. And we must make hay while the sun shines.
I think there was something else I was going to share, but it turns out I can’t trust my memory to recall what it was. I know I owe a few emails to several people. They’re coming. Promise. Just gotta go “work”.
Ta for now!
Don’t you just love those Fug Girls?
Comment by Erin — 2009/01/16 @ 13:51
Love the fug! And I’m not a fashion person by any means, but they rock!
Good for you, reuniting a dog and it’s owner! That’s awesome! :thumbs:
Comment by pam — 2009/01/16 @ 15:05
I don’t always agree with the Fug Girls, but more often than not, they nail it.
And Pam, how could I not? What? I was gonna leave the dog to get hit by a car? Nooooo way, Jose!
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/01/16 @ 15:54
Yay! Extra bennies for puppy-savers!
Comment by jan — 2009/01/16 @ 19:45
Oh, really? And what might those bennies be?
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/01/16 @ 21:03