A transplanted Southern Californian living in North Dakota Idaho, with some insights on life with deaf dogs, a gluten free spouse, and the occasional mischievous garden gnome. Thank you for visiting and I hope you enjoy.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

A Few Spring Firsts

Spring has fully arrived here in North Dakota, earlier than just about anyone can remember.  Typically April involves some snow or last gasps of winter weather, but not this year.  There have been numerous days in the 60's and 70's and no snow or even much rain.  Climate change liberal wackos will probably cite this as an example of climate change happening, but everyone knows that it is simply the will of Lord that all us good Christian soldiers should have an early spring. 

I've been taking advantage of the good weather and doing outside chores, riding my bike, being blasphemous, and getting the garden ready for action, and it's been lovely especially since there weren't any mosquitoes out.  At least until Monday there weren't.   Yes, Monday I got my first mosquito bite of the season, and I can guarantee it won't be the last.

Late last aumtumn I added another "never seen that before" to my lifelong list - a fat guy walking his dog with his car.  Yup, idling along through the park, arm out the window holding the leash so his dog could walk.  You know you're fat and lazy when you can't even walk your dog.  I thought that was the end of it, until I saw another car doing it a few weeks later.  I spent all winter basking in ignorance thinking I had seen the pinnacle of vehicular/canine walking utilization.  Until yesterday. 

Yesterday I saw a guy walking his dog with.....wait for it.....can you guess.....walking his dog with his motorcycle.  Yup, happened right out in front of my house as I was walking Shaak Ti (with my feet).  This time it didn't involve a leash, just another lazy (though less fat) guy idling up the street, and frequently doubling back in circles, all the while yelling at his dog.  "SPARKY!!!!"  "COME ON SPARKY, LET'S GO!!!", "SPARKY!!!", and so on and so forth.  Sparky was having the time of his life, running around, peeing on shrubbery, and sniffing anything he deemed needed sniffing, ignoring his owners yelling.  "SPARKY!!!!"  "COME ON SPARKY, LET'S GO!!!", "SPARKY!!!" continued as I walked away down the street, shaking my head in disgust.  I still can't quite grasp the magnitude of what I saw, though all these events help me to realize "man at least I'm not that lazy".      

We're supposed to get some thunderstorms tonight and tomorrow.  I await their arrival with great anticipation.

1 comment:

Heidi said...

Hilarious! *tear* takes me back. :) I especially appreciate the comment that the good weather is due to the "Lord" and his good "Christian" soldiers -- have you been talking to my mother? :)