SUNFEST, SILLY SECURITY AND STREET SAILING
Woof, Kids!First, I want to tell you mutts that the wild and adventurous Texas-kid, Bitsy, sent me a tale about her encounter with a furry-tail hanging out in her yard and garage. It was pretty fierce, just let me tell you. Bitsy and her peeps got tired of those pesky creatures taking over their garage and had to take matters into their own hands and they did. Now, Bitsy, did not get in on the action and it was prolly for the best. We say, Bitsy, you the DAWG!
Now, the weekend 'round the condo was CRAZY-CRAZY busy for the peeps. It was in and out and zip-a-de-do-da.
The biggest of the crazy was this MAY-JAH event just a few blocks from the condo building called, Sunfest. You know...the sun of West Palm Beach and the fest of...well, hm...whatever.
This was our first exposure to this partik event, although Gaz and Moolie have had more than their share of these things. Yeah, the Mool could curl your paws with stories about event marketing she has handled. But, that's another blog.
Sunfest, is what you imagine...food booths, merchandise booths, promotional booths of all sorts, music and well, sun. Yeah, it was a very sunny, Sunfest.
Good and great on all that stuff, right? Right. Just one itty-bitty blip in all this fun and festing. It was NOT dog-friendly. Huh? You heard me correctly. No HOUNDS allowed.
Okay, okay, that part we can accept. As a matter of fact, the Diva would prefer to lounge in the cool comfort I call my dog-den (the condo). Just seems harsh and dumb. A festival without dogs hangin' out, chasing the fris or just struttin' their stuff. Hard to picture.
As Gaz and Moolie were newbies to this soiree, they hit up the Flagler area to seek an answer to their burning question..."dog-friendly?"...
So, they headed on down toward the fenced area and happily approached two security types all decked out in...security type clothes. Gaz and Moolie sidled on up and posed the query and...these guys...had no idea if dogs were permitted and sent them shuffling on down to a special gated area to another security type. Oh, this was the double-secret back kind of gate...only rock stars and trash collectors allowed through this one.
Picture the scene...Gaz and Moolie cruising (on their feet as they were walking) on down the street from one security guard area to the next...the female guard, holding ever so tightly to the large gate...gives a look with attitude...superior, lofty...POWER. You know what I'm talking about. Her lips begin to move before they are even in hearing range. She is speaking and shaking her extra-curly hair at them. She is IN CONTROL OF THE SCENE and trying to block them from entering this extra special gate by the port-o-pots. They try to calm her by semi-shouting they simply want to ask her a question. She gives a glare...they ask their question...she says...NO, ABSOLUTELY NO DOGS, and gives many more intense, yet super funny, head shakes. RUDE woman, but Gaz and Moolie feel sorry for her in many ways. How fun can it be guarding a dumb gate in the sun of a fest? Ugh. The Diva figures this chick must be a feline lover anyway.
Oh, the other security guys? They were from the Trump Tower building and were funny and quite professional. They had done all this festival crap before and were keeping it real and in perspective. It is just a festival, not guarding the President. Okay?
Kids, the Diva doesn't care if the Sunfest people don't allow dogs. My people are super dog-friendly...gotta go, my limo calls. Think I will try sailing on down the street and try to find that woman security guard and take her for dinner and cocktails...she needs something to make her a funner (yeah, I love me some made-up words) person of the planet.
Bark at me!!
Me thinks the Security Guard lady is also probably President of the Condo Association she lives in as well...POWER...POWER...POWER!!!
Reply to this
Teddy and Tina, your comment made us laugh out loud. Yep and yes.
Reply to this
Hey Diva. At least you got sun. We haven't seen it in so long, I forgot what color it is.
This female security guard... Well, my Mommy was a security officer for about a year and a half. She knew plenty of the gunho type females. Mommy says they are frustrated cops. You know what I mean, wannabees.
Mommy was a sergeant when she had to retire. She worked the gate of a trucking company and checked 18-wheelers in and out. Let me tell you, those peeps loved her. I hate to say this but she was the best officer the company said they had ever had. I even got to go to work with her a couple of times. Talk about hound friendly. The execs as well as the drivers loved me, natch.
So, being all manly and gruff, the female should try being like my Mommy, nice. It gets you a lot farther in life.
Oh, yeah, now we have baby furry-tails living is the garage. They won't face the same fate as the last one. My Mommy promised me and she has never broken a promise to me yet.
High paws and nubbin' wags to the Sunshine Diva and Co. Bitsy
Reply to this
Hey, Bits...yeah, some people go power crazy, no matter what type job they have, huh? Give some people a uniform though and, BAM, major POWER.
Well, I hope you get some of his our great sunshine....
Sending you Cavi-Kisses.....
Reply to this