P.S. I Like Starbucks.

Ever had those days where you thoroughly enjoy every minute of them?

I was lucky enough to have one today. I tagged along with Kirby, in her mobile dog washing pooch-mobile of lurrrrrrrrve, and got to enjoy the sunshine and watch her doing all the work. Plus, I had the perks of making friends with a whole batch of puppies; reminding me that as soon as I'm home from England and in my own place? Am getting a big dog. Or two. Or three. Or hell, a whole family.

Anyhoo, back to the dog washing. Kirby told me today would be full of friendly dogs, and she was right. They were lovely! I also talked to random strangers all day, which is always a good thing, right? We saw The Nanny Diaries at the world's cheapest movie theatre. Seriously, how can you go wrong with $6 movie tickets?

In no particular order, here are some things witnessed on my tag-a-long dog washing & movie-going day;

• A successful three point turn in a narrow street with a trailer attached, aka my friend is officially the best driver in the world.


• A 24 hour walkathon down the street, complete with live music; who doesn't want to belt out Love is in the Air while walking around in circles for charity?


• A delightful girl wresting with a rather heavy dog, who wasn't planning on making it easy for her to get him back in the tub. Kirby 1, Hooch 0.


• A line of cricketers peeing on an oval. Okay, so they weren't really peeing. It just looked like they were peeing. (Or I may just be insane.)


• A singing German Shepherd.


• A pissed off looking cat, who'd had it's body shaved but it's legs left fluffy, that looked like a cross between a lion and a poodle.


• A car accident taking place right outside the window of the McDonalds where we had lunch. One that I conviently missed, probably because I was too engrossed in my frozen coke. A nasty but silent little fender bender.


• A movie advertisement featuring a slightly really disturbing talking cow.


• A Leg Magic workout machine of DOOM.

And best of all? Kirby's Labrador Wally, who I've been a wee bit frightened of for the past few months, didn't eat me... for the second visit in a row. Sure, I may have been growled at for a few seconds, but I also had my toes licked which I think balances it out. Am mighty chuffed, in fact.

(Photo taken from my last visit with him. Camera caught him running away.)