Freaky Fredericksburgians

Fredericksburgers? Fredericksburgans?

Anyway, I have no picture to accompany this post because it was too weird and freaky and I didn't want to prolong the company with the individual that I am about to describe.

Today was a lovely sunny and warm day with no humidity. We had a great storm last night which produced a GORGEOUS sunset. We really needed the rain.

Purrcy had finally forgiven me for my morning medication assault and was sleeping in his little spot and I figured it was time for Groundy and I to explore the town again.

We were stopped outside of Hyperion where I was remembering how much I hate to leave the dog attached to that post right by the street and figuring out how quickly I could get in and out with an iced coffee, when we met the weirdest man of all times.

He was an older man dressed in a suit who came up behind us quietly and had tears STREAMING down his face. He looked at me and then wrapped his arms around Groundy in a big hug while sobbing. Finally, he calmed down enough to explain that G reminded him of his old dog who had recently gone away. At this point, we're a little freaked out, but it was a sweet and mostly reasonable explanation.

He started asking me a lot of questions about G's breeding that I couldn't answer. (Mind you, the whole time his has his arms around her and she's looking at me like, "Seriously, a little help?")

Then things got weird as he told us about all of his past dogs. I find out that his dog didn't die (as was previously implied) but was "removed" from his home. Then he turns to Groundy one more time and says "KISSES" in a deep voice and tries to force G to kiss him on the mouth.

At this point, I am paralyzed and just going, "mhm" and "sure" and looking around at the people who should be helping me out, but aren't.

Then he asks if I want him to "watch her" while I go and get a coffee?!?!?!

I don't remember exacly how I said no to that terrible suggestion, but G and I decided our adventure was over and we took a loopy walk home just to make sure he wasn't following us.

He probably meant no harm, but I am certain he was not all there...if you know what I mean.

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We are home again and all is well, but you can see why I there are no pictures.

Leroy, Lulu and P all laughed at our story and were glad they weren't there.

Groundy said that next time we should skip the coffee shop and head right for Brusters. I guess I see her point.