This morning
I carried Willow to the groomers. The
groomers are a young Asian husband and
wife team.. This is the 3rd time with
them. When we walked in I noticed the
front door to the outside was held wide opened with a
weight of some kind.
As I was
signing her in I told them Willow was a runner.
They looked at each puzzled.
I went on to
say that if she sees an opening she will shoot right through it to
freedom. To prove my point, I pretended like I was Willow seeing the opened door, then a big smile; then I shot out my arm
towards the door and then made my arm do galloping motions.
I think they
understood and hurriedly got her through the gate, behind the counter and
clicked the gate locked and smile.
I think I
would make a good mime. I might buy me a
black and white horizontally striped t-shirt, a black beret, and black
leotards, and white powder for my face and practice pulling an invisible
rope, playing an air-guitar, and running
into an invisible wall. After I get that
down-pat I will go down to Glover Park
put a upturned hat or a cigar box in front of me and do my debut.
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