
Welcome to my online webjournal * Enjoy your stay!
. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR VISITING US.
I'm so glad you and Mimi are such good friends. I really hope Pim continues to do well - you sound like a great Meowmie.
Here's one for you:
[Cat roar]
Love your journal and can relate to your losses. Went to see my dad on 03/26/04, flew 3,000 miles to see him and he'd fallen sicj that morning and died the same time my plane was landing! My mom passed in 98 and her birthday would be in 2 days(25th) No matter how old we are it still hurts. I can feel your pain. I also love animals, and tend to - well, let's say - too many but they are so full of life and love that I can't turn my back on them. You sound like a great gal and I wish you str

Early this morning I opened our front door to take Pixie for her early morning walk. It was dawning, grey and hazy, no rain, though the street was moist. It must have rained during the night. I was still a bit sleepy, but awake enough to notice something against our shed’s wall that was not there before. And that did not belong to either my husband or me. Parked against the wall was a lady’s bicycle. The first thing I automatically did was check if it was locked –a sensible thing to do over here in
But this one was securely locked and had a second unused lock securely fastened under the saddle: the inevitable cable lock to attach it to a lamppost or the pole of a traffic sign. Sometimes you see the sad sight of a dismantled frame and a large, expensive lock still attached to a lamppost, with the rest of the cycle missing… I also checked if it had a flat tyre – no, both tires looked nice and healthy, pumped full of air, ready to roll….

I resumed my morning walk, going with the flow, so to speak… me, tagging our little doggy along and three cats flowing behind us. When I returned home I saw the bike again. Inside, I woke Wynsen up and we marvelled together about this mystery…Many possibilities crossed our minds, whose bike could it be? It was a lady’s bike, so we assumed the owner was female. Why had she left it against our shed? Where had she come from, what time during the night had she placed it there, where was she now? Would she retrieve it? Had she parked it here for safekeeping? What were her motives? Did the bicycle reveal something of its owner at all? No, it was anonymous and remained so.
We had to visit my mother in law around
Our problem was solved upon our return: The bicycle was gone.
The mystery remains….

What do you think?