So yesterday, Julie was walking out to the car with Holden, her purse, the diaper bag, and me on her cell phone. Well, unfortunately, she fell. She was fine, Holden didn't even wake up, so no worries there. However, later in the day, she realized that our camera was missing. We searched everywhere, but could not find it. So, I hung up a flier in the entry way of our building proclaiming it lost, and asking for anyone who may have seen it to call me.
So we went on with our day. Later that evening I received a call from another tenant in our building saying they had found our camera. Hooray! Oddly enough, it was the "Russian Lady". The Russian Lady is on the HOA board and our experiences with her have not been pleasant. Either way, she found our camera in the parking lot and was kind and honest enough to return it. She was even nice to me in the process.
So we get the camera back and Julie checks to make sure it still works and that all our pictures are still on there. That's when we found some awesome pictures of our cat that we didn't recall taking. Wait, huh? We don't have a cat. It seems our good samaritan also left us some bonus photos of her cat. We figured she was either trying to ensure the camera still worked, or just starting her photo album in case nobody claimed it. I guess I have to be nice to her from now on, regardless of the fact that it usually results in a dirty look.
