Out Our Back Door

Today Murphy and I saw a few interesting things. Wells Fargo employees sleeping in their cars, homeless men pooping in the grass and small children pretending the sidewalk was a swimming pool and that was all before 4pm. Our neighborhood isn’t the best place to live but makes for good blog material. Even sitting outside can be a gamble for us sometimes. Like today we sat in the backyard and the same “not so sane” lady with her half gray hair and her half there shirt keep pacing back and forth, I knew she was up to no good. Giving her directions a few different times to a few different places she finally left once I told her my puppy had rabies and that I was also infected with the scary disease. She then called me a bitch and then ran away. I was only being nice and she had to go off and do that…naughty naughty.