Pinky & Blue

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What can one say about Pinky and Blue? Sure they were a couple of plastic ducks living in Le Petit Village, but there has to be more to say than that. Maybe how they showed up unexpectedly, brightening up an otherwise boring and dreary day and my walk with Fifty. How they sat quietly and contently with their cheeky smiles, on that wall around the corner. Never whinging about the wind. Never complaining about the winter rain. How everyday Fifty and I would walk by and smile that they were still there, bright and cheery. They were my friends. Close friends I guess, since we saw each other  everyday. They were always there for me (well for a couple of weeks anyway) and then just as quickly as they appeared into my life they were gone. Cruelly snatched from this world (the wall anyway) before their time.

Pinky and Blue, wherever you are, 
I hope you are in a better place.
bisou

22 responses to “Pinky & Blue”

  1. Maybe they went south for the winter. Or is that geese?

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  2. Now I'm sad and worried about Pinky and Blue. Maybe you should hang up some “lost” posters around Le Petit Village to see if you can find them ;(

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  3. Maybe they're brightening up a different wall? We can only hope 🙂

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  4. You are a dag.A good dag.A funny dag.But still.A dag.(-:ps. dag in Aussie is a good thing OK – not sure what it translates to in la-frenchy

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  5. Sounds like something my 3 year old would swipe, lol.

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  6. SarahF – good guess but Spring is coming! I fear the worst!Adrienne – That's a great idea! :-)thobeka – here's hoping :-)Linda – aw, thanks :-)Mama Wright – Little children are my number 1 suspect!

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  7. I think I saw them at the carnival in Plainpalais (Geneva) Suisse the other day! I'll say hi for you if I see them this week again…

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  8. You are so funny!I imagine you and Fifty stay up in front of these ducks :)Yes … they went to South for winter!Bisou, Babi

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  9. Sweet! I have little 'friends' like this on walks that come and go–but none as exotic as Pinky and Blue.

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  10. I fear you may receive a ransom note from the Nazi Ghost Zombies.

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  11. Maybe some other dog went all “rugby ball” on them…

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  12. It's great you got a picture to remember them by.

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  13. Oh, I love stuff like this! I used to pass by a model of Loch Ness in a pond everyday on my way to school and it always made my commute better. Particulalry on holidays when ol' Lochy got adorned with festive hats.Alas, he too disappeared back into the depths of the lagoon.

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  14. They found their try parents and now they live in California.

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  15. Fifty didn't snatch them and give them a good chawing? That's what his American cousin would do! Good boy Fifty!

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  16. you. crack. me. up. sorry for your loss 😉 yay for 2010 weddings, btw! I miss France…and love your blog because I get a little taste of it on a regular basis! xoxo {av}

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  17. I bet south for the winter, simply to warm up, and enhance there colour.Well the boy and i are driving down there, spending 3 days en-route in france, so we might get even closer xxx

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  18. Oh no, what happened to them? Maybe put up some posters around Le Petit Village? 🙂 x

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  19. Somebody was looking for Honey Jr. and they stole them? Hahaha. I am so pimping him out! (poor thing…)

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  20. Isn't it strange how we get attached to some of the weirdest things? This was a fitting post to honor their memory. http://glamkittenslitterbox.blogspot.com/

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  21. They are somewhere in a warm home being looked after by a very nice little girl.

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  22. …so happy I wandered in here! I plan to make it a habit.

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