“Life is a bowl of cherries. Some cherries are rotten while others are good; its your job to throw out the rotten ones and forget about them while you enjoy eating the ones that are good!” – C JoyBell C.
Not a day goes by without thoughts of my time spent in Kenya flooding my mind. It was a country I had dreamed about my entire life. A country I thought I would never in a million years have the opportunity to visit, let alone live in. A country that I thought would forever be just a dream. So you can imagine how elated the Mr. and I were when we received word that we should pack up our belongings and take the long haul flight to this magical spot half way around the globe.
This past weekend, the Mr. and I were discussing how we frequently see the Boston police performing activities we normally wouldn’t expect. For example, there often is a police presence around the crews working on the utilities. I’m sure it is for the safety of the crew (Boston is notorious for bad drivers) but it seems odd to me as I have never seen this in any other city I have lived in.
Anyhow, this conversation about the police prompted memories about a certain security-related incident that happened in Kenya. More specifically a security “oopsy” where ZaZu, the mischievous Bengal cat that you hear about in many of my posts, took center stage.