Have patience with all things, but first of all with yourself.
-St. Francis de Sales
First of all Ramadan Kareem bloggers…I know you ppl thought I was already dead and buried and was just starting to write your condolences…but you can give a girl a break can't you?…blame it on the time of the month…summer holidays…family drama…love…or simply boredom…BUT you should really blame it on my dog…
It all started in july 2007….in this glorious day called my BD (by the way I haven't received ONE not ONE happy birthday) Is it too much to ask and send me a BD card or go to Mouaad*…lol anyway you can add THAT on the list of NOT keeping in touch…
* a famous jewelry place in the middle east quite like Tiffanys..
Anyway in this glorious day called my BD..a friend of mine parked his glorious red flashy Ferrari jewel in front of Buddah Bar…Paris…
Yes a dinner was planned for my honor…and Yes I have interesting friends :)…what better to be the queen of the day…with friends…acquaintances…and my brothers (well that is not really the fun part)…
But what made it really special is what my Ferrari friend bought with him…it was a bag and in the bag….yes you guessed it…the most adorable tiny shivering not- quite- sure- it -is –a- living being DOG …
"3ogbal 100 sana ya gamar!" **
** may you live a 100 years moonlight…something we usually say at BDs the 100 years part not the moon light part :)…
All I could do as a physical response is squeak and hug my friend at the same time…(I could be such a girl sometimes)…
It was sooooooooo cute…I dropped everything and started "bouging bouging" it…but since dogs were not allowed in restaurants and especially in an All noise, Suhi eating ,Belly dancing ones…we had to hide it underneath the table….
Later that night…a scream came out from an apartment…Our apartment…it was mom…and no it was not of joy….
Before I go any further…quick explanation…in most Muslim countries Dogs are considered quite filthy…you can have them in your garden…hunt with them…but not really cuddle them and kiss them…and definitely not have them in the living room…in a 5 bedroom apartment…It is said because something in their saliva is not quite hygienic and it breaks your ablutions for praying…but what about CATS then? There is nothing more hypocrite and detestable than cats to me…they don't know you till they are hungry…if you die she will survive and find herself another slave…(7 lives they really have a long way to go )…they sleep all day or cruise around the house as if it is theirs…they cause a million allergies….and if it is a female….it sleeps with half the neighborhood…where do you think that patched kitten came from????!!!!!….
But try explaining THAT to my mother…I promised to take care of it …she wont even notice it is in the house and it will definitely not come near her side of the house…I will clean…feed…burp…take a walk…put to sleep..play with it…..
"NO!"
That was quite definite and direct…I called my Ferrari friend…(why do I keep calling him that???!!not very humanly)…his name is Aboudi…so I called Aboudi up in tears and told him to take the dog back…it was useless…
At the apartment's doorstep Aboudi tried to reason with me and cheer me up…and said things like…" I will keep it till you reason with your mom or better yet I will give it to you in Saudi and you can see what happens there…"
I was leaning on his car…my eyes fell on a really deep scratch…I am not a car obsessed freak nor a dramatic over tiny bumps on cars but that must have been upsetting…
"you have a really deep scratch Aboudi…hope it wasn't me!"
"Oh yeah…no that was in London…somebody scratched it with keys on purpose when I was at a restaurant"
"You must be joking!!!!!"
"Wallah…"***
*** meaning I promise you
He then said maybe it was the license plate that triggered it since it was written Saudi Arabia….or an envious anti "hot" cars …or an anti "hot" cars that isn't his….
But that so weird though…London is full of Russians…Asians…Swiss…Americans…that do not have a "british" car…I mean who has a "british" car????!!!!... Everything is upside down…no one wants to complicate their lives…they want to have a break….Its summer for God's Sake!!!!
But it is really Aboudi's fault I mean why flaunt it to complete envious ignorant savages…If you need to flaunt it then flaunt it to civilized people that really appreciate a red flashy jewel Ferrari when they see it…I mean the creator really did put his inspiration into the machine…its curves…its passionate colors…even its noise is one of a woman making love…..(how do I know?)…I have brothers AND Italian friends….so trust me… I know…. (not going to see a Ferrari the same way again are you? ;p
But back to my problem…I am in Saudi now and my dog too….Aboudi wants to give it to me…My mom is anti dog Semitic but my dad is a bit skeptical will try to break the shell with some feminine pleading…any other ideas?
