Reindeer games.

Merry Christmas reindeer cartoon

When I left on my walk this morning, it felt and looked just like a Spring day. The sky was a beautiful blue and the grass was just as green and lush as it is in April.  Up in the trees, the birds were twittering and that sweet birdsong put me in high spirits as I walked along.  In fact, if it were not for the Christmas decorations festooning homeowners’ property, you’d  never know it was December here in Southeast Michigan.

Even the Siberian husky that was literally hanging out of a pickup truck, tongue lolling and front paws placed on the top of the rolled-down window, knew it was not your usual December. He loves the snow and cold weather, but he sure was enjoying that ride with his master.

But the funniest item to cross my path on this morning’s walk, was Rudolph going for a road trip. No, of course he wasn’t sitting in the back seat of a vehicle, all buckled up and wearing his shades, nor was he was pulling that vehicle with seven other reindeer.

Well what did I see then?

A compact car passed me while I was walking down the Boulevard – it had a large, red, fuzzy ball on the front grille and a pair of antlers mounted on each side window. It was pretty clear to me that Rudolph with his nose so bright was taking a road trip.

The holidays are full of mirth and merriment, so why not?

Amused by this holiday automobile, I waved “hi” but the sun was strong and the driver was fiddling with the visor and didn’t see me walking along. I’m positive this is the same bright-red compact car that had devil horns on either side just in time for Halloween.

The first time I heard of decorating your vehicle was a long-gone neighbor whose occupation was a visiting nurse. From Thanksgiving to Christmas Day, in an effort to cheer her homebound patients, she attached a beribboned wreath made of pine boughs to the front grille of her vehicle.  She wore a pair of felt antlers and a red fuzzy nose to greet her patients – some were youngsters, some were seniors and all were cheered up by her presence.

If you’ve already memorized the warning “do not veer for deer”, maybe the new trend is to “steer with your deer” … oh deer, it’s just too much sometimes!

Having had my morning chuckle from Rudolph’s road trip, I resumed my own road trip, adding another four miles to my total as I continue to stride and strive for 700 miles walked this year.

About Linda Schaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, so this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for four decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, though I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too. - Linda Schaub
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1 Response to Reindeer games.

  1. Marge Aubin says:

    I enjoyed your little story when l get home I will call you as my finger shakes.


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