lunes, abril 04, 2011
RUFUS TAKEN HOSTAGE BY MILITANT PET GROOMERS.
I took Rufus in to get his teeth whitened and his nails manicured today. The grooming process was much shorter than anticipated. I saw Rufus in the waiting area, but I couldn't take him home. The place didn't take credit cards, and I didn't have on me the kind of cash they wanted. We were at an impasse. I had to leave Rufus there, as collateral, and go to the bank for cash. The closest bank was on a windy hill, where the wind blew my hat right off my head. Cash in hand, I went back to claim my dog. He was released to me, and we met a good friend of mine and her dog at Starbucks, where we spent the afternoon relaxing and chatting after a nice walk on the bike trails. It was a day, a very good day, a very adventurous day.
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And you negotiated with the hostage takers and paid them off. You should have stormed in with guns blazing and saved Rufus. That is what I would have done with Noah.
Girls negotiate. We don't storm in.
(Sorry, that was me accidentally posing as Gary for the moment.)
What I said was...
I wonder whether Rufus would call it such a good day? I think he needs his turn to have his say. Poor little guy.
It did cross my mind that he might think I was just going to leave him there, but I think he knows me better than that. True love cannot be hidden, but is readily perceived by one glance into the beloved's eyes.
negotiate = compromise
No, no. Girls are ruthless with words, and able to wield them with fatal grace and subtlety.
It turned out to be a very good day. Heidi wasn't too traumatized by Rufus and his anti-social behavior. Perhaps he was just playing hard-to-get? :)
Coy little girl!
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