The day I became a stalker.
My obsession reached an all time high (or low depending on how you look at it) today when Hunglish called.
"Super, get your shoes on and walk up to Calvert! Quick there's a lady with two weenie puppies."
Struggling to get my flops on the right feet and straighten my cape, "I'm on my way! Which direction?"
And I was out the door. Ten minutes later, I still had not seen the Little Guys, but had definitely hauled ass all over the possible radius of the puppies. As Hunglish said, they were only four months old and walking them probably is a quick little jaunt. Baby Little Guys tucker out quickly.
That won't stop me, though, I've got a new pair of shoes and I'll keep the pavement hot with my bionic eyes scoping the 'hood for the newest addition of Little Guys.
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