Two springs ago, I decided to go to Duluth’s (Bob) Dylan Fest musical gathering at a bar downtown. I wanted to arrive early to ensure nabbing a chair to sit on. I had hurt my foot or hip or something, I don’t recall now, and knew there was no way I could stand up and listen to music for several hours without pain.
I rushed out of the house and made it to the bar in plenty of time. As I walked from the parking lot to the building, I realized that I had left my Dylan Fest tickets at home. Cursing, I got back in my car and raced home.
Apparently, I raced a little too fast, because a cop stopped me a few blocks from my house.
“Do you know how fast you were going?” he asked.
“Um, about 43 mph?” I admitted.
“Yep. This is a 30 mph zone and you were going over the speed limit.”
I explained about leaving my tickets at home and not wanting to be late to the event. (I didn’t get into my medical reasons, though.)
The policeman took my license and went back to his patrol car to run a check. When he returned to my driver’s window a few minutes later, he said, “Hey, aren’t you Buddy’s mom?”
I looked at him, dumbfounded for a few seconds. Then I realized he must be the cop who lives in my neighborhood. I had spoken to him and his wife a few times while I was out walking my goldendoodle, Buddy. They LOVE goldendoodles.
I smiled and answered in the affirmative. I told him it was nice to see him again.
“Buddy’s a great dog,” he said. “I’ll let you off with a warning.”
I drove to my house, thankful, yet a little chagrined that I got let off from a ticket not because the cop knew me and thought I was a great person, or even because I am a world-famous blogger, but because of my dog, who is way more famous than I am. 🙂
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Buddy’s mom – I love that! I have some neighbors that I only know because they walk their dogs. I hope you made it back for the event on time!
Yes, after all that, I did make it back in time to get a seat.