Yesterday, my old, decrepit, and filthy (he LOVES to lay in dirt, even when grass is present) beast turned 9 years old. We celebrated with a cheeseburger, a new collar, and extra petting. If Rocco could speak, this is what I think he'd say:
Oh my God! Is that a cheeseburger?! Please let it be for me. I can smell it. Oh please, I hope it's mine. Are you gonna give me that burger or am I going to have to snatch it out of your hands? Seriously, is it for me? You better give me that burger right now! How can you look at the intensity of these cow eyes and just stand there singing with that damn burger? Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me....
Nom,
nom,
nom. I love you, cheeseburger. Not you, momma. Just the cheeseburger. I shall punish you for taunting me with that burger while you sang me a stupid song.
That was awesome. Where's the next one? WHAT? There was only one? Please pull out another one. Really? Are you daft? Only ONE?
Oh my God! Is that a cheeseburger?! Please let it be for me. I can smell it. Oh please, I hope it's mine. Are you gonna give me that burger or am I going to have to snatch it out of your hands? Seriously, is it for me? You better give me that burger right now! How can you look at the intensity of these cow eyes and just stand there singing with that damn burger? Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me....
Nom, nom, nom. I love you, cheeseburger. Not you, momma. Just the cheeseburger. I shall punish you for taunting me with that burger while you sang me a stupid song.
That was awesome. Where's the next one? WHAT? There was only one? Please pull out another one. Really? Are you daft? Only ONE?
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Oh, you didn't say he had ear freckles.
ReplyDeleteHe has freckles all over, but you can only see the others when he's wet (and clean). In the bath, he looks half Dalmatian!
ReplyDeleteHe's so cute!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Caroline! I think so, too.
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