April 14th 2007 7:24 pm
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O.k... So after who we thought was delicate genious number 1 (aka first choice Boo knee surgeon) left the country to operate on exotic cats in Africa, we were left completely hanging out in the cold. Actually mom & I were left in the cold friggin 50-100 mile an hour Mojave Desert spring winds.
To be sort of exact mom & I were on our way home from our lastest delicate genious interview day before last when we got caught in a wind storm. Wind storm that turned sand storm that turned 3 hour delay in a strip mall parking lot. (That is if one considers 1 Stater Bros., 1 Subway and 1 Texaco station a strip mall.) The only paved roads through the Eastern Sierra had been shut down. I spent 3 solid hours perched on the top of my car seat growling & barking at every one of the fellow transients strolling by the car.
By the time the freeway was safe enough for low profile vehicle travel, Mr CHP was more like the flag waver at the beginning of a NASCAR race. And mom.... Mom was more like Ricky Bobby at the start of that NASCAR race. Am not sure we actually made physical contact with any of the cars we'd been up against to get past Mr CHP. But will never forget the crazed desperate look in mom's eyes & the frazzeled hair blowing in those 75mph gusts.
Good news is we found who we think really is delicate genious number 1. Am scheduled to have bionic right knee surgery May 4. And am looking forward to bionic bunny chasing in like 6 months. Yup... If you're not first, you're last.
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