Tagged
Josué and I moved a month ago (which will be a different post) and because of this move, Connie no longer has a warm, covered, safe place to sleep. She now sleeps outside exposed to all the elements which has been quite an adjustment for me. I’m not used to dew on my window in the morning and am definitely not a fan. However, it’s something that I can and will get used to.
What I will not get used to is random acts of tagging.
Saturday morning Josué and I were leaving our apartment when I noticed something weird on the back on friend Danielle’s car. At first I thought she wrote something on her car with that window paint and wondered why she wrote on her car and not the window. I tried to rub it off and realized it wasn’t budging. I smelled my hand and realized it was spray paint and experienced this train of thought: someone spray painted Danielle’s car! What? Why? Oh my God, what if they spray painted my car? I looked over and sure enough FATS had marked his/her territory right on the shiny silver paint of my beloved car.
With the help of Goo Gone we luckily got all the spray paint off both cars and Connie looks beautiful again. I’m just seriously wondering why people would tag a car and why someone would voluntarily choose the nickname Fats.
