They enjoyed the dog walkers most I think . People in Florida walk dogs around neighborhoods a lot and you could set your watch by them . There are burly men with tiny little puff ball dogs and tiny little women with gargantuan animals straining at the leash all in perfect sync and always on schedule, each of them an important part of the rhythm.
Then there is the guy who never walks his dog but instead as regular as a high fiber diet takes him for a cruise in the Caddy. Every afternoon the pair head out of the drive to make one complete circle of the block before heading out to God knows where to return an hour later . I haven’t figured out the block circle yet but shortly after the lady walking the Chihuahua comes by. This is unique as the dog doesn’t walk instead choosing to take its daily constitutional as the sole passenger of a baby stroller.
The young pit bull owned by the diversity group never left the yard and sadly died two weeks ago. We believe it to be a possible drug overdose having probably licked up a fallen tidbit off the floor. Showing their normal energetic zeal the young owners buried the thing right where it laid down and died….the front lawn. The fresh earthen mound leaves a fond memorial….
There are cars that never move and boats that never sail, bicycles that lay on lawns months at a time but once in a while something different happens….the guy that’s had an ambulance parked in the yard for ten years has finally sold it and the landmark has been removed. From the looks of him I always figured he‘d figured he’d be needing an ambulance soon. Now I’m wondering if I’ll see his wife take a shovel to the lawn and build an earthen mound memorial…..
