Friday Conclusion

IMG_0537The large majority of my time walking Cooper involves preventing him from rolling in worms or rubbing up against trash or humping an elderly pekingese or charging a squirrel or licking year old gum off the sidewalk or acting a fool in the presence of unusually violent wind gusts or stealing sticks out of the gutter or growling unexpectedly at men with goatees.  Now, don’t get me wrong—when we stroll, we stroll as if we are in heaven.  We glide along the sidewalk and we converse back and forth about the beauty of our surroundings but all in all — if you boil it down — it is ME walking HIM and we both know that if he had his druthers he’d run wild like a banshee, so long as he knew I was within reach behind him.  Which brings me to my point and my conclusion:

SOMETIMES AND MOST TIMES, THE BEST TIME TO LET YOUR FREAK FLAG FLY IS ALL THE TIME.

Give Me Lunacy Or Give Me Death,
Rick the Really Really Happy Roller

5 Comments on "Friday Conclusion"

  1. PJ says:

    Aw, Coop. We love a Happy Boy.

  2. Midlyfemama says:

    He looks like he is barking flowers.

  3. Cupcake Murphy says:

    He is screaming with happy.

  4. Cupcake Murphy says:

    Donald O’Connor doing Make ‘Em Laugh.

  5. He seems orgasmically happy!

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