It turned the corner right in front of me, it’s sleek body glistening in the late afternoon sun.
Good bye, mysterious wiener, I thought, as it drifted off out of sight.
I believed I would never see the hotdog on wheels again.
BUT I WAS WRONG.
Jump to the next morning, as I’m driving down my street to go to work. Guess who is parked outside a neighbor’s house?
Could we possibly have new wiener neighbors on the ‘Cullough???
Oh, the potential!!
Think of the cookouts we could have! Tons of #Wienermobile selfies! I like to imagine slowly opening the passenger side door of the wienermobile and a stampede of dachshunds just pouring out. ❤
As a friendly neighbor, I should probably go welcome them to the ‘Cullough hood and bring them a basket of buns.
I’ll keep you posted on how this progresses….till then: