Monday, November 17, 2008

a dog named ginger.

quick, unremarkable story.

last night, angelica and i are walking home from a dinner of pork, beans, steak enchiladas (truly the anti-date, just-go-straight-to-sleep-after-eating dinner), when we spot a sweet little pooch, like this one, seemingly lost--pacing up and down the sidewalk. Can dogs pace? Perhaps it was more like "wagging up and down the sidewalk," anyway, leash around her neck--but no one on the other end of it.

Angelica and I are both immediately smitten with the precious furball...and worry that, if left there all on her own in Chinatown, she might get "abducted" (no comment). Angelica grabs the leash--and we set out to either walk up and down the street ISO the mom/dad, or take her home for the night. Before we can cook up a hasty practical plan, we hear a woman screaming, "Ginger! Ginger!" This is both symbolic and ironic. Symbolic, because I've been wanting a dog--and for that reason--have signed up to be a volunteer dog-walker--and this is quite possibly a black-and-white sign that I'm ready for my very own pup. maybe. And ironic because, well, if you know me, you'll know why. So, I'm happy to report Ginger is safe and sound--or at least she was when we returned her to her mom.

ughh...she was such a cutie pie! you know those little caramel chewy candies with the white sugary middles? that's what Ginger reminds me off. So, in honor of Ginger...I give you, one of my favorite comic clips...

4 comments:

Jazzbrew said...

You're wonderful for looking out for Ginger like that. I'm sure she is very thankful for your help too.

Dogs are great and they'll change your life for the better if you let them.

Peas said...

Dogs are wonderful. My pooch is with my ex because it was his dog from the very beginning, and I would never ask him to give her up. He loves her so much. Words cannot describe this dog. I am looking to adopt a new pooch, but I can't bring myself. I only want my red-haired, long-legged beauty.

Hannah said...

the dog's name was ginger!?! the universe is speaking to you...

Chubbs said...

jazz...i think i need a dog, but i live in a tiny apt. that doesn't allow them.

peas...your red-haired, long-legged beauty sounds maaa-valous.

hannah...what's it saying?