This frequently happens when I'm driving, but not in a dangerous way; I just simply diverge from the planned route and end up heading in a completely different direction, meaning I have to make a U-turn ASAP once I realise.
Now if I'm with passengers, this never fails to stupefy them and many of my friends will vouch that I will just drive in a straight line* until told otherwise, once I've gone into one of my 'Dogga moments'.
What normally happens is: After going over a junction or roundabout, I pick up on the sudden cease in conversation accompanied by a slow turning passenger head in my direction, complete with confused frown, as if to say, "where on Earth are you going..?"
Anyway, on the weekend, I believe I excelled myself when picking up booze from Sainsburys for the weekend.
I was meandering around with a small trolley, trying not to run over the 'heavy petting' couples whose concentration was more on their tongues than their feet, and I thought OK, I have everything now, but I should get a bottle of white wine, for stock at least, but that's now down the other end of the supermarket.
So, I turn around and head off in the wine direction, but a 'Dogga moment' must have kicked in along the way, as the next thing I know, what I can see is this:
THEN, I realise I'm squeezing these, as if feeling for their freshness or something: WTF! I let go of the dog chews and I feel completely disorientated, as I genuinely have no idea how I got here and have never been in the pet food section in my life, as I don't, and never have owned a pet, other than a hamster etc when I was younger!
I felt most peculiar, like a small child would who has found themselves at the top of the stairs after sleepwalking for the first time; feeling like they'd been magically transported there.
Now I know there's a known phenomenon, with broody women, who will do a similar thing with baby goods; but is it really possible for me to be broody for a dog?
I would love a dogga and always have done since childhood, and I pine for one now more than ever. I'm a real dog lover (as you may of guessed), but due to my work and gadabout life style, it wouldn't be fair on the canine to be left alone for long periods of time.
It's rather concerning though, because what am I capable of when I go into one of 'my moments'?
Any suggestions people..?
[* Not literally, I would crash. I will just keep going until an unfamiliar T junction or similar shakes me out if it]
Photos courtesy of always-keeping-my-digital-camera-in-my-pocket-for-such-an-occasion.
Today, I'm Most Angry About: Going through all of my CDs, trying to find a couple of missing discs that may be hiding in the wrong cases, but then, after half an hour, spot the missing blighters sat in a neat pile, out of their cases, waiting to be rehoused, on a shelf! Grrr
Grrr-O-Meter Rating: 1/10