Saturday SlobberLove

fanSometimes on Saturday, after a short bout with the runs and a tummy ache that threatened our ability to sleep as soundly as a sedated possum like we usually do, we like to celebrate our full recovery with a short cheerleading routine, wearing our favorite cheerleading hat, regardless of the fact that the team we’re cheering for has gone straight into the crapper.

Gimme an L! Gimme an O! Gimme an S! Gimme an E! What’s that spell?
Beauregard Bullhorn

4 Comments on "Saturday SlobberLove"

  1. PJ says:

    Dear Cooper, is it wrong for a human to be in love with a dog? Because those eyes, your loyalty, your resilience, the way you color coordinate your dog tags and your cap, your team spirit…I know you’re already taken though. Another unrequited love. Sigh.

  2. Oh my gosh! It was like I was reading a post about myself yesterday!!
    Except I don’t wear baseball caps.

  3. The Zadge says:

    Coop, you can take me out to the ball game any day!

  4. Hilary says:

    I forgot to comment on your previous post about not understanding hammer toes.
    I gasped when I read it, cause I have two feet worth of hammer toes, and I understand them quite fine, yes I do.
    One doctor wanted to “fix” them for me, cut the tendons and make them LIE FLAT LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE’S TOES,
    but I said NO, I like my old hammer toes quite fine….they have run MILES AND MILES< they have walked, they have been carried me through 30 years of nursing, and they have DANCED.
    So I'll keep them.