My sister’s friend Pat in Atlanta sent me this picture. Her story:
Our family was out and about one beautiful Saturday….putz-ing around town, shopping, etc. We had included our two dogsinour adventures…as one of our stops was to the local park for the dog’s weekend walk. After stopping by a local sandwich place to get a bite to eat, we decided to pop into Kmart and browse about. My youngest son had not eaten his sandwich completely, and had neatly wrapped the leftovers in a napkin to bring home. Since the dogs were in the car and we were about to go into a store, we decided to put the leftover sandwich in the glove compartment for safekeeping (away from the dogs).
You can see what happened next. Wilma wasn’t going to let any glove compartment keep her away from her treat, and if she didn’t exactly vanquish the foe entirely, We’re sure that she would have broken through eventually.
No word on what sort of dog Wilma is. Maybe Pat will share.
One more quick bit of bloggage before I head out to tie up some loose ends — This priceless story from the Free Press, on the downfall of a self-styled superhero:
JACKSON — Several years ago in this modest mid-Michigan city, a masked man swooped down from the ether, donned a purple cape and declared himself Captain Jackson, defender of the citizenry.
…With a wink from police, Captain Jackson patrolled the streets of the struggling downtown, rousted undesirables from dark corners, made sure merchants’ doors were locked after hours, marched in local parades and collected awards from community groups.
Wearing thick gloves, he saluted passersby and, with a slight grin, posed for photos with visiting celebrities, Elvis impersonators, elected officials and even the city’s new postmaster.
All the while, Captain Jackson remained anonymous under the protective cover of gray or black masks with pointed noses. Until the Dec. 14 edition of the Jackson Citizen Patriot newspaper hit doorsteps with a headline that rivaled a DC Comics plot twist …
“Crime fighter busted for drunken driving.”
It only gets better, because of course this story is not about drunken driving, oh no. It’s about whether the paper should have unmasked Captain Jackson. It includes this priceless quote:
“My patrol days are over, I’m afraid,” Frankini told the Free Press by phone last week, before failing to show for an interview Tuesday. “We’re gonna keep going, but I guess not in Jackson. We’re definitely in danger, I know that. We’re like David Hasselhoff from ‘Baywatch’ — he had this singing career and he was popular everywhere but America. Why they decided to destroy one of the best things I know in Jackson, I have no idea.”
Somehow I think Peter Parker has this guy trumped in existential suffering, but you knew I’d say that, didn’t you?
Have a swell day, bad dogs and good guys everywhere.