Here we are, my dog Ozzy and I playing on the internet, checking out his blog and my facebook page. The ocassional advertisments pop up on the grid, some are uninvited while others are inticing. One of the ads on my fb page caught Ozzy's attention right away. Now he wants to drive an Indy Car.
What would cause my little pal to notice this particular add? It wasn't the flashy cars, the specs of the engines, nor the speed with which they run. In fact, there wasn't an Indy car in the picture. Instead, it was the "who" that caused Ozzy's heart to race. I literally watched him melt into the recliner, loosing physical and mental control as if shot with a tranqilizer gun. The only word he could get out of his mouth sounded something like a "Wow".
You are probably wondering who could take a sophisticated pooch like Ozzy and turn him into instant mush. I don't expect you ladies to understand his unusual behaviour, but the guys will sympathize with Ozzy. The only face associated with Indy Car that can force men to make an appointment with their cardiologist to install a pacemaker is Danica Patrick. Yes, Ozzy saw her on a small fb add and fell head-over-heels in love with this racing beauty. Other than what I quoted earlier, he has not said a word for 15 minutes, which is probably best for now. It would certainly be difficult to carry on a conversation with a constant supply of drool streaming from his lips.
The next time you have access to a dictionary, look up the word "smitten". You just might see a new picture (or face) right beside it!
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