Confused

It doesn't take very much to confuse me these days.

I'm not sure why that is. Maybe my brain got soft while I was on the cruise ship. Perhaps my mind is being affected by the steady diet of alcohol that I've been feeding it lately.

Or it could be that the contents of my skull have grown stale and hardened out of sheer boredom.

Whatever it is, it doesn't take much to confuse me these days.

Take for example, the following.

This is a "lost puppy" poster that I found pasted up on an electrical box, not too far from my apartment.

I don't find it confusing that they spelled puppy wrong. That's just a typo. What confuses me is the picture.

That's a baby seal.

Did somebody lose a baby seal? Are you even allowed to keep a baby seal as a pet?

And how does one actually lose a seal? They don't have any hind legs. They waddle. I'd think that a seal wouldn't waddle very fast...at least not fast enough to escape from, and continue to elude, a human adult.

Or is the missing pet not a seal, but merely a dog that resembles a baby seal?

Is the photo on this missing pet picture the actual likeness, or a reasonable facsimile of the pet that I'm supposed to keep an eye out for?

Confusing.

















Anyway...if you're walking around my neighborhood, and you see a baby seal...or a dog that resembles a baby
seal...you should probably give these people a call.

I really hope they find that baby seal!



Jim Out