Barbed Wire Bracelets : Pupacino Post....For Livin: On our way to Tennessee, once out of California we did not see a Starbucks until we hit Arkansas...I was shocked to say the least. I...
Makes me recall my earlier days in Seattle. I would take my dog for a walk to the local barrista (Starbucks hadne taken over the world back then), get a mocha without whipcream and walk home. The barrista got my order wrong, and added the whip. Perhaps distracted by the Harley gang of individuals who all dressed alike pulling in.
There was no way I could get past the heaping whip cream. I sat down, tilted the cup to my dog, and watched her as she lapped up the whip. I would take a sip as she made room, then tilt it back to her as the mound melted and filled in surface. Problem solved as I hate carbs (they make me crash in about 20 minutes). Well, I looked up to see see several lawyers, err, Harley Men, looking really grossed out and 1 or 2 retching a bit. Looked like mouth-vomit from where I was relaxing.
Hell, who hasnt had a bit (or more) of inadvetrtant dog spit in their mouth? I gave up long ago to make pretend otherwise. Still have that dog, but she's a bit slower - not going to catch any more jackrabbits during her 'retirement' - and I owe her. She tried to warn me away from my ex-wife when we were dating. Should have listened....
Anyway seeing a pup slurping away brought back some great memories. Thanks.
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