20250505-1918. On or about 17:55:36 PM PST, my alerts notified me of Activity or animal seen and or Person seen for my Zone events. I had set my Default Alerts to the Classic Choo Choo, because this sound is loud enough and unique to trigger my immediate attention.
And since I have been keeping busy with my weblog site, I sometimes view my cameras Live. Lo and behold, I saw a couple and their two dogs!
I ran immediately towards and outta the front doors, which I struggled opening because we have four freaking locking mechanisms! I was struggling also to put on my yellowish rubber clogs on!
I then ran down the side alley-way path leading to “tree number one”, which is nearest to our make-shift wooden Japanese Torii temple gateway.
I stood behind our closed 36-inch high black, chainlink fence and forced myself to smile.
I then pointed towards the tree/into their general direction and stated: “Can you not do that because we’re growing some wildflowers?”
I saw the long blondish wavy haired female turn her head to her right and looked at me with her striking blue (reptilian) eye colors.
Just as I finished my sentence, the darker haired male who wore dark shades and had a much smaller head than her head then stated: “I got you. Sorry about that” as he proceeded to open up a vertical length plastic bag and scoop up at least four pieces of dark-color dog poop, left behind one white pug dog.
The other pug dog didn’t do anything but also joined into stepping all over my helpless wildflower seed-lets or saplings sprouting barely upward in green colors.
I then said something along the line of “Thanks for being kindly neighbors”.
I then exclaimed: “Oh, pug dogs. Hi!” These were really cute dogs. They look well behaved, too. I should get dogs, too, to keep me busy and company when I get really OLD!!! That would probably be my next distraction besides blogging.
I waved both right and left several times, keeping my palms faced outward towards them, and then I just left the scene and hurried back up the slight inclined of steps made outta concrete slabs which lead from our black chainlink fence to our “porch”, which sticks front-ward as a continuation of our concrete foundation with rebars, of course.
And then I went back to my weblog.
I had difficulty retrieving the video footages, because the camera was mysteriously “turned-off” for that short segment in time, despite seeing a brief animated preview of the initial entry into MY territory, err, the range of the motion sensors.
But I managed to capture a few seconds of whatever this device was able to display. I just wanna make sure I captured an Event, despite this device is limited to only a few seconds to save battery, of course. Whatever.
So in this brief and often rare encounter, I felt good to reach out to the public. I just lost my ability to socialize and communicate effectively, after all these years of being isolated and shut-in most of my life.
Plus, this is your trap and NOT mine, because everything is recorded spiritually-speaking. At least, I kinda and sorta know that y’all are “reading” my blogs and viewing my videos to prove that your activities are for real and NOT for my sake but for others as part of my awareness public service campaign.
Get it? No? That’s okay. Thanks for participating. Brouhaha! End of transmission 1943 PST. My dad is making his usual triple tweet/eat sound that it’s time to eat our late supper. Edited 1951 PST.
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