Today found me in a cleaning spree … well of sorts. I woke up very early in a lot of pain and couldn’t find anyway to be comfortable, so I thought well … might as well get up. Poured a cup of Santo Domingo coffee and enjoyed that while I tried to get moving. 6:30am and I was doing laundry, a much needed two weeks worth of clothes. 6 loads later and a bed stripped and floors washed I felt a little better, the suicidal pain dissipated and became more tolerable. Hearth and home now sparkled, and I always feel better in a clean place!
After a shower of the usual moderately cold water and yes, feeling rather refreshed <insert sarcasm> I ducked under my covers to warm up. Dressed and primped a little I grabbed the dog, all 3 pounds of her, and wandered the streets of town. I walked the short distance to my friend’s shop. She runs a little clothing store that is uniquely charming and we sit out front and chat and watch the world go by.
We see a lot of interesting things.
Today’s prize view, and this tickled my funny bone, was a little rooster bagged and tied to the back of a quad. Safely tied and secure with limited vision, he was as calm as a horse with blinders on. The little fellow is an evil nasty little blighter according to the story. He was heading for a new home not the cook pot. At least not yet. Needs a little fattening up … yes he does!
I think of animal rights in Canada and how the press and the activists would have a field day with this! Here and in many other countries there is a lot of inhumanity to beasts. However, I need to reiterate … this little bird was unharmed, secure, and not frightened due to obscured vision from the bag and he had a lot of air. It was not sealed shut.
The foto is only from my phone so the quality is questionable at best!
Only in DR! (Well, maybe not, but … )
I wonder what I’ll see next?
Listen to the palms…
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