OMG! OMG! The locals came to Donk’s rescue when she was boyfriendless on Valentine’s Day:
Missing Bali desperately, even as I love the home I’ve created here in SF.
A story about the puppy in my arms:
It’s Valentine’s Day 2018, and I’m at my home in Bali, reading some s–t about meditation or doing yoga or whatever other peaceful but exceedingly cliche white-person-in-Bali activity I was doing.
I’m enjoying myself thoroughly, mind you, when my Balinese friend Mira knocks at my door. She’s holding a medium sized bag in her hands, which she shoves into mine. A gift bag, to be specific.
The gift bag is wiggling, and I get to have one of those moments I’ve seen on TV or maybe YouTube. You know, KID FREAKS OUT BECAUSE OMG PUPPY PUPPPYYYYY!!! IT’S A PUPPY!!!
Wait, WTF. It’s a puppy??
“We thought you lonely here! You have no boyfriend! So we get you dog to keep you company.”
“This one we rescue when her mom die. She has a sister too.”
So we named her Magic (well, *I* named her Magic), and yes, I felt compelled to rescue the sister too – no use for them to be lonely, without each other. We named her Angel.
And that’s the short but adorable (if I do say so myself) story about how Magic and Angel became “mine”-not-mine.
(Responsible Caveat: I was in no position to care for a dog in Bali, but I was grateful to share custody with Mira. She wisely realized that giving an animal as a surprise present – not recommended, by the way – is best done if you yourself are willing to take the animal you’re giving back and care for him or her fully!!)
Donk is giving advice on how to care for your pet? That borders on obscene.
Ah, beloved Bali! Our burro was at her happiest when sisters came to visit her Ubud “cuddle” digs:
Cheer up, Julie! At least you’re not still scrambling to pay the rent at age 38.
I LOVE YOU COURAGE (to live off another masculine even if I have to live in NoPa)!!