Blake's Mum
#2 Broken
For 52 Weeks of Pics 2016
Week 2 - Broken
8 -14 January
Prepare for a story to tug at your heartstrings:
Our family has a bit of a reputation for embracing the 'waifs and strays' of life, as demonstrated by a visit to the local garden centre recently, in search of some potting compost and pond cleaner.
My daughter is looking around the garden ornaments, gnomes, clay pots and the like, and spots this poor specimen of a pot decoration amongst its noble cousins who, unlike this creature, are sat atop sticks (inserted into a rather personal area of their anatomy, it has to be said) so that they can be stuck into a plant pot, with the intention, I assume, to add fun to whatever is growing alongside it. (Have to say I've never felt the need to add a plastic animal to my fuschia or dahlias, but there you go......)
Needless to say, out of all the able-bodied Chihuahuas she could have selected, we had to have this poor stick-less three-legged thing, in the spirit of 'rescuing' it.
Presenting it to the cashier, I assumed she would say Oh you can have it for free, seeing as it's broken and not exactly 'fit for purpose'. But no, she insisted we should have to pay a pound for it!
No matter, good deed done for the day, a happy daughter, and a rescued three limbed chihuahua now sits on the windowsill.
#2 Broken
For 52 Weeks of Pics 2016
Week 2 - Broken
8 -14 January
Prepare for a story to tug at your heartstrings:
Our family has a bit of a reputation for embracing the 'waifs and strays' of life, as demonstrated by a visit to the local garden centre recently, in search of some potting compost and pond cleaner.
My daughter is looking around the garden ornaments, gnomes, clay pots and the like, and spots this poor specimen of a pot decoration amongst its noble cousins who, unlike this creature, are sat atop sticks (inserted into a rather personal area of their anatomy, it has to be said) so that they can be stuck into a plant pot, with the intention, I assume, to add fun to whatever is growing alongside it. (Have to say I've never felt the need to add a plastic animal to my fuschia or dahlias, but there you go......)
Needless to say, out of all the able-bodied Chihuahuas she could have selected, we had to have this poor stick-less three-legged thing, in the spirit of 'rescuing' it.
Presenting it to the cashier, I assumed she would say Oh you can have it for free, seeing as it's broken and not exactly 'fit for purpose'. But no, she insisted we should have to pay a pound for it!
No matter, good deed done for the day, a happy daughter, and a rescued three limbed chihuahua now sits on the windowsill.