I don’t venture into the suburbs a whole lot. So when I do, it can feel like visiting a foreign land. Different cars, smells, accents, clothing, and I like to imagine what it would be like to live there. Today was one of those days.*
We spent a little time this afternoon at a cool coffee shop called Iron Mutt, where you can have coffee and bubble tea, mmmmmm……bubble tea , while sitting outside in a fenced in area while your dog frolics around. As we sat there enjoying the experience of being at a strip mall, sitting in the sun, we saw something strange across the street. It was a man and woman, walking their dog. And pushing a baby stroller. Wait. That’s not a baby stroller. That’s one of those dog walking strollers. And in it? A cat. But wait. It gets better. On top of the cat stroller, was a bird cage. And in it, a bird.
It was a surreal moment. Traffic buzzing by, my pasty white Oregon winter skin experiencing the sun….this does not compute. I’m kind of glazing over as I write this. Okay, snap to. If I lived in the suburbs would I walk my cat in a stroller and take my bird out for some fresh air on a 5 lane road? Would I?
If you’re in Hillsboro, stop by the Iron Mutt and enjoy the place. Wink enjoyed the free dog treats, and we enjoyed the whole thing.
On that note, happy weekend!
*I have never seen so many teenagers in my life: they're all in the suburbs!