Bunissima

Sometimes around here things are not quite so perfect. I mean, it’s a truism, but nowhere things are really perfect. Let alone the degree of comparison for “perfect”, wich originally should have none. But, let’s not get myself tangled in the more-or-less-known traps of the language.

So, a slice of truth from these parts is that life is not always lived by the patterns already settled by society. Let’s take for instance a Police building, where not only do the employees accomplish their sacred duties, but they also do some other sacred duties, outside-of-the-job. The main one is actually living there, because the police looks like an inhabited house by normal people also.

But now, looking better at the details as a good trained citizen should, I am beggining to have serious doubts. I mean, why in the world do they need two satellite dishes? I think it’s an undercover top secret activity and they use the Godforsakenplace village to do this. I am sure the satellite dishes cover each other as well. If one is not getting the cartoon channel, the other one will.

As insightfully requested in the previous post by a reader, I decided to make this post the second part of the dog story started before. So, briefly, here you go.

I was visiting Dragasani one day, a city nearby Valcea. I was just trying to make the time pass. And there he was, the little black dog. After few more steps, I have seen all his family waiting for him in front of the bank. I did not took take a photo of the bank itself, because I am not advertising.

I think that lately, in order to save some money, banks hire unsheltered dogs as guardians.