When …

.. you believe a tan shopping bag is your dog, it’s definitely time for an eye exam and a new eye-glass prescription.

I only bring this up after spending three or four minutes calling to Lulu (my pup), which led to frustration, due to her lack of discipline and response (to my call). 

However, after throwing a wee bit of a tantrum (me, not the dog) because I was not being ‘heard’, I decided to get up and go to her.

Wasn’t I surprised when I realized that:

A. What I thought was Lulu was simply the shopping bag

and

B.  She (the dog) was sitting on a dining room chair right next to me (the entire time).

Need I say more? No, I didn’t think so.

The End.

It Seems…

  

Bespectacled Me

 

Dear gentle readers, 

It seems that the world is conspiring against me.  

My beloved and much-needed spectacles have come to an ugly and quite painful demise.  

Hence, I am at this time unable to truly write.   This is unfortunate as my mind is brimming with thoughts to share. 

Will the girl be sighted again soon? Only the shadow knows! 

Stay tuned…