Plushie..

Just about a year ago I came across this poor guy left out on the curb.

I have no idea what adventures were in store for this discarded memory. I just hope its journey eventually found it on the Island of Misfit Toys.

Almost exactly a year later, while riding home I happened right upon this poor little Simba sitting on the trail.

{Hakuna Matata?}

I actually approached it with great caution...for fear that someone was actually "in" the giant stuffed animal. Waiting for some unsuspecting trail user to get too close...and then pounce while a giggling accomplice hid in the bushes with a camcorder ready to put the hi jinx on YouTube that nite.

Of course, no one was in the Doe Eyed stuffed cat so I promptly did what anyone would do...I pulled out my handy camera phone and posted the picture on my Facebook and Twitter pages. (my god...what have I become?!) The responses I got from my 'friends' showed up waaaaaaaay too quickly...

-Damn, That's where I left him...and I thought he was lost
-Why does all the cool stuff happen to you? Sweet.
-My son wants me to go there and pick him up.
-Did you give her a ride?
-are you sure that wasn't an acid flashback?
-ditto on the acid flashback...
-dude i knew i dropped that somewhere
-Is there a person in there?
-is their a prison near by?

It warmed my heart to see a few people were actually missing their lost friend, one offered up adoption, and still another was concerned about it's well being and wanted me to make sure it had a safe home for the evening until it was reunited with it's pal...however my bicycle has a strict policy on who it offers rides too...
Some Swine, Be Divine, or Rainier will be Fine...no one rides for free.

I was also relieved that I wasn't the only one who thought there was someone hiding out in the thing. Maybe I have seen too many YouTube clips. Maybe being brought up watching Allen Funt constantly gag people on Candid Camera has made me leery of the weird things I encounter in life. (did I just date myself?)

The acid flashback I had to think about for a moment, but quickly dismissed it as an option when the Trail Simba didn't tell me to find my soul mate or take me on a magical journey through a world made of Bacon, where the Rainier are tame and all the girls are on Bicycles. Besides...I was able to capture the image on my phone...

A prison?! What does that even mean?! How do I 'unfriend' this person?!

Spring seems to have sprung. If this is what the beginning is looking like, this should be a fun summer.