Pink Trash Travels


Blogging Live! What a Bugger

I'm sitting here in the front window of our apartment responding to a few emails before I head to the gym. As I do, I'm watching this prissy little thing walk down the street with his miniature dog. He lives not to far from here with his partner and adopted little girl. And every day, I see him pass through the neighborhood chatting with the local moms - all while wearing his golf hat. He's started waving to us as we pass by - to which we kindly respond. Inside, however, I'm thinking, "What a bugger."