There was a beautiful almost fully grown Golden Retriever puppy tied up outside of the 7/11.
We went to pet him and he was super friendly and happy to have some attention (and he totally charmed us with THE softest ears) but then decided it would be fun to chew on the sleeve of my oversize knit sweater and try and play 'tug of war', when I finally got my arm free from his mouth he clamped on to the bottom hem and started tugging that instead, so I was wrestling with him in full tugging mode, wriggling away excitedly, tail going crazy, trying to unhook the wool from his teeth and by this point we were kind of laughing hysterically, so I finally get free and say "bye puppy!" and turn to walk almost colliding with this guy who I then realise had been standing there watching the puppy playfully maul me and my outfit for at least 5 minutes, who then strolls over and unties his dog. Yep, owner was just standing there watching in silence, probably frozen in fear at the prospect of having to interrupt the two foreign girls who were potentially trying to steal his dog. oops. It was worth the embarrassment for those velvet ears.
Then, as Friday nights often go, you try and quickly drop round some birthday cheese and grapes to your buddy and you soon find yourself watching The Lost Boys on VHS and playing iphone scrabble with someone in the same room as you.
And who can guess what the birthday cake remains have been carefully constructed into the shape of?

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I'm sure you could all tell, it's a map of Japan.























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