We went on a leisurely Sunday afternoon walk. We like to do that. I threw a chicken in the oven (that I had stuffed after gagging, I hate touching raw chicken, and stuffing them for that matter - enter the squeams!) and then we walked. The Doctor had a minor meltdown as he couldn't find his helmet, and in our house no helmet equals no racers. So he had to walk.
This may have been fortuitous because just down the road was a pile of rubbish. And you know what that means in our language. Good times. The Doctor and I rummaged 'til our hearts were content. Matt, of course, stood back. Because he's too cool to be seen going through other people's junk. Me? No way Jose. I'm in there. I'll show you tomorrow what I found - not today because today I am too lazy to take a photo. But the Doctor triumphed over his helmet downfall. He scored this old school skateboard (here he is rad dawging), check out the handle that helps him steer the deck, and gain a little confidence, le old school way.
The thing I particularly loved about our work, besides the rubbish of course, was a couple of ginger cats coming out to say hi to the smalls. We've met one of these cats on a previous walk before. But yesterday, not only did ol' Ginger run out, his mate did too. The smalls were in cattie heaven.
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That's ACE!
The Date's too cool too - can't wait to see what you picked up.
That Sunday you described there? That's my kind of Sunday. Except maybe the bit about the stuffed chook...
that board is uber cool! I have NEVER seen anything like it!
Do I spy with my little eye cried wolf pants on the doctor?
My husband used to stand back too. But after years of training I've converted him. He's more shameless than me now!
You know I'd love to stuff a chook and go for a walk, but I am always too nervous that the house will burn down!
Love the skateboard. You guys always find the best stuff. All we find is old paint tins and car batteries round here.
Man - that deck is cool man.... nothing beats an afternoon walk in a leafy suburb - except when that afternoon walk takes you by a pile of rubbish ... Good times, my friend, goooooooood times!
That is a great find
Love the littlies with the kitties! If I am tempted to pat a strange kitty on walks my husband warns me that I don't know where it has been. Hmmm.... probably just laying in the sun....
:)
Your neighbourhood throws out the best stuff. Either that or you guys are class 1 rummagers. I am guessing it is a combo of both.
My little man would go ape over that skateboardy thing.
that skateboard and the doctors pants are both totally rad
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