Land of Juice : Los Angeles

Doggy Bloggy: Los Angeles

To the Dog in my Life.

I am missing my Marley Moo so much that I find myself staring and gar gar ing over peoples dogs to the point of looking like a psycho dog snatcher. 

There is a serious amount of attention put on dogs here. 

This outlet is like 'Wholefoods' of the dog world, a organic dog food factory where food is bagged and sold by people wearing white overalls and matching health and hygiene hats. An impressive establishment.

I've seen a Dog Hotel, Dog Training Outlets and not forgetting, give your dog the rock star treatment at RockStarRover

I've seen dogs in shops and cafes here in LA. I've sat next to tiny dogs on the next chair. I don't know what the policy is but it seems you can take your dog anywhere. I have seen a big dog in Wholefoods, however, I think it has to go through a special test before it can go into a supermarket. [sit and stay in the queue is going to be a necessity!]

Last week I went to Century City in Beverley Hills that is owned by Westfields. This is provided for dogs. Those chewy things are free and even the water bowls are at different levels. 

Dog Heaven

So so slow: Los Angeles

What is that amount of time that you wait in a queue at the supermarket, waiting for the person in front of you to pay for 5 things? 

I waited more than 5 minutes and I can't really say on what minute after 3 I started to huff and puff together with that slight clench of the back teeth. 

I was in a supermarket that sells the Nicki Minaj clothing range [ OMG ] a global supply of polyester and nylon clothing, cheap imperishable food and has the occasional visit from a masked gunmen. 

Just to say, I was buying the basics, washing up liquid, toothpaste etc and not a new outfit. 

......When the customer eventually paid - and by that time I was there with my basket ON the till point, roughly an inch from his arm, he started up a conversation with Michael the checkout guy about Michael in the Bible. What the! They were having a great time, they exchanged some laughter and were totally unaware that others might have a life and want to get out of this shop. 

Yay it's my turn. How's your day? Says Michael with a beam on his face. 'I'm actually loosing the will to live at the moment' I reply.

Young Michael fixes a shocked look. I instantly realise that he is taking me for real so I jump straight in with ' that customer took sooooo long... I'm from London, things are quicker there, I've got to get use to your pace here [smile]

He then says. ' Oh you ARE having a bad day' Actually Michael my day has been fab so far and no I don't want to save 10 cents by giving you my email address which you won't understand cos it's a .co.uk and not a .com. Zap zap zap here's the money and I'm off.

I'm sitting here now having a rather frothy cappuccino analysing why, when, how and who.

Where's those Yoga Sutra's.....I think I've got a long way to go.

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