Saturday, May 25, 2013
Caribou Rising
I see the malady of reality fairly quickly, but I walk on by. There is a K9 training conference downtown and we have this scarey African American group with almost KKK robes on screaming about SIN. Well these are ANIMAL COPS and they are all fundamental. Tunnel through rudeness will not work, media and other crew. They will now go to the ground zero of it all: Golden Valley Humane Society. I spoke to a tall, light, and handsome fella about 6'3" and spoke to him professionally about my experience in his field. A groping girlfriend reminded me of all educational settings for me. Well the really exiting thing was that I found MY CARIBOU. I had the courage to actually invite him to the 1029. He lied and said that he doesn't get up there as much as he would like. I said that it is really fun on weekends and spoke of karaoke. Sometimes an invitation is all someone needs to understand things properly. It was just a Russian chink in the chain, no mention of date. I really just wanted his whole chain to know that they are more than "worthy" of this invitation. I have been dealing with this Metro Transit officer for about 2.5 years, telepathically, and today was the first time he spoke to me. I hope it was worth waiting for. Maybe the police dogs are going crazy to meet you now. No one will approach. You will have privacy. Enough said.
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