Saturday SlobberLove

Sometimes on Saturday, after a morning filled with first-class burrowing, followed by a Green Beret skirmish with a Kamikaze wasp on the porch, we score a tree limb the size of Wyoming that we clench between our jowls and transport home as if we are an aircraft carrier and it is on days such as this—when the wind is in our ears and up our hiney—that we think, IT’S A GRAND THING TO BE A STALLION.

Studley Studlerstein
Studtown, USA

6 Comments on "Saturday SlobberLove"

  1. PJ says:

    Studley, what fine jowls you must have to carry such a big tree limb. We can see for sure what a fine right hind flank and super industrial-strength tail, and alert ears you have, and how you keep that leash taut. You are a fine specimen of focused dogness.

    Trot on, you fine stallion of dogness.

  2. Lucy the pitbull commonly trots around with a tree limb the size of a two by four clubbing knees and clearing backyard table tops.

    • Cupcake Murphy says:

      Yes. The more impossibly shaped and not meant to be carried the better. Cooper often tries to drag palm fronds the size of Hummers home.

  3. I used to have a pit bull that looked like Roy’s twin….she used to go over to the neighbor’s house, and come back with a stale loaf of italian bread carried like that…..once she had an ear of corn……..she was a hoot.
    I love Cooper. It’s Roy love, Cooper love. All the same. Awesome.

  4. The Zadge says:

    It looks like Cooper is sporting a tree-branch-stogie.