I love this tree.According to the pot smoking kids down the street I am a loser! Hrumph! Everyone knows they are pigs!
Every night Cole and I take a walk down the street to wear off some puppy energy. A few nights ago we walked by a parked SUV (motor running, lights off) and as soon as I came within a hundred feet I could smell the strong odor of pot. Obviously the kids weren't concerned about the consequences. Not only were they in no hurry to leave after I walked by, they were sitting in front of their own house.
Tonight Cole and I were walking when the same car drove up and as the kids got out I could clearly hear one of them call out "loser alert". Since Cole and I were the only ones out, I sure I was the loser they were alerting each other too.
Oh well, I don't think I really mind be a loser to the pot smokers around.
Boy A still hasn't called and he has been away from us for 61 hours. Phone home boy A, phone home.
2 comments:
Pot smokers are losers. You are doing healthy things with your life and body. Why not call the police on them next time they are sitting around with a joint? You could also report the license plate number!
Hopefully you have heard from Boy A by now. I remember when my son went to Europe, it felt the same way but when he returned he had so much to share. It made me feel even closer ya know?
It is great to hear that you are walking Cole. What about Camden? Loser? Ha! They probably did not know what day it was or place they were and by the way, can they spell loser? You may want to be careful and stay out of the line of fire. Sic 'em Cole, sic 'em.
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