Dear Abby
Normally I'm totally Get-Off-My-Lawn. To say I haven't reacted well to random contractors blocking the street and even going so far as parking IN MY DRIVEWAY would be an understatement. I don't like kids playing in that same driveway 'cause they're usually there super early on weekend mornings, and frankly, I'm tired and want my precious sleep.
Imagine my surprise when I walked down to my car and met Abby. She was very cute, and very sweet so its not like I could be cross with her. But, she really liked playing in the driveway. No matter how many times I asked nicely for her to come into the front yard so we could call her mom, she just wouldn't listen. Seriously, my driveway just sucks kids in. I totally understand, I used to play down there myself. Luckily Abby isn't too big so I just picked her up and carried her out. She was ok with that; she would have rather stayed in the driveway but I think she understood.
How can you not love a kid with ears like that? The hand and skirt belong to two random Japanese students parked NOT IN MY DRIVEWAY after they spent the day at UCLA. They were sucked in by Abby's charm as well.
As luck and good parenting would have it, Abby had her tags and her owner was located on the third ring. Someone left the gate open and Abby went exploring. Abby's mom came quickly and Abby wondered home.
She was cool. Abby is the one neighborhood kid welcome in my driveway ANY TIME.
Imagine my surprise when I walked down to my car and met Abby. She was very cute, and very sweet so its not like I could be cross with her. But, she really liked playing in the driveway. No matter how many times I asked nicely for her to come into the front yard so we could call her mom, she just wouldn't listen. Seriously, my driveway just sucks kids in. I totally understand, I used to play down there myself. Luckily Abby isn't too big so I just picked her up and carried her out. She was ok with that; she would have rather stayed in the driveway but I think she understood.
How can you not love a kid with ears like that? The hand and skirt belong to two random Japanese students parked NOT IN MY DRIVEWAY after they spent the day at UCLA. They were sucked in by Abby's charm as well.
As luck and good parenting would have it, Abby had her tags and her owner was located on the third ring. Someone left the gate open and Abby went exploring. Abby's mom came quickly and Abby wondered home.
She was cool. Abby is the one neighborhood kid welcome in my driveway ANY TIME.
Labels: 365, random ramblings
posted by jenna! at
11:16 PM
2 Comments:
does that mean the japanese students were actually parked IN your driveway? man, i thought your mom's friend pat and i were the only permit-holders of said driveway. you mean i'm not in an exclusive club anymore? :p
Nope, they parked on the street like the nice people they are.
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