Day #92 Bee Suits and Police Dogs

I tried on a beekeeper's suit a while back. The beekeeper it belonged to was a large man, at least six inches taller than my 5'7". When I got it on, all you'd have to do to make me look like the Pillsbury Doughboy was to insert lots of air. Thinking of that reminded me of a police dog I met in May of 2010.

Last year I participated in the Gwinnett County Citizens Police Academy. Two evenings a week for nine weeks. Boy, did I learn a lot.


The subject of the last class before we graduated was the K-9 Corps. One of the K-9 handlers came with his dog and told us about the training, the expense, the funny things that happened, and the not-so-funny. We saw some training videos and asked lots of questions.

Then the officer said, "Is there anyone who'd like to volunteer to get in the Michelin Man suit and give it a try?" My hand was the first in the air.

One thing I learned growing up was "Never Volunteer!" Trouble is, if you don't volunteer, you miss out on a lot of fun.

You also miss out on being scared enough to pee in your pants. Well, that's an exaggeration. I went potty before they zipped me into the suit. Thank goodness!


Fashion Statement





Waiting for the command to attack



What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

I CAN'T GET UP ! ! ! !

I couldn't bend in the middle enough to stand up, so the officer grabbed the suit at my shoulder and mid-back and hauled me to my feet.

I sure am glad my bees won't be able to knock me over. I hope...

BEEattitude for Day # 92:

       Blessed are they who are spontaneous, for they shall have good stories to tell.

One thing Fran is grateful for right now:

       Knowledgeable people who take the time to teach me.