So lately Cooper has been thinking he is a farm dog. He runs around and herds the chickens like he was bred to do it. He then runs around the mini horses and stops to enjoy the things they drop around the yard. He then will run through the pond and come out all muddy, so when it is time to let him back inside my wife requires me to wash him off. So I will take him in the bathroom and use the shower head to spray him clean.
Today when I was finished rinsing him off I started looking for an old towel to dry him off. I opened up one drawer and what did I see, but an almost empty can of clam chowder. I went ahead and opened another drawer and found two completely empty pineapple cans. So I go to open the last drawer and find a half eaten well aged bowl of macaroni and cheese. I sat the bowl down on the floor by mistake when of course Cooper thought it was dinner. I thought well, if he likes horse droppings then why wouldn’t he like blue macaroni?
Jan 24 - 30
Ok, so what a couple of weeks. We have had more employees get COVID in the last 2 weeks than total infections in the last 2 years. So keep your masks on for a while at least.
Other then the fact that Cooper has been trying to eat me that is all I got tonight.
Please stay safe.
Jan 17 - 23
My wife and I seem to be having marital troubles. I think she has left me, and of all people I think she left me for Kevin Costner. Well at least until she finishes season 4 of Yellowstone, which may be about midnight tonight. I have missed her and will continue to miss her. Hopefully, when she has finished the series she will appreciate me again.
So the other night Cooper was outside doing his business when he started licking a black leaf. Then I looked again and noticed it was shiny and I realized that it was a mushroom. Then this mushroom started moving. It was a bat. I am glad he had his rabies shot.
Jan 10 - 16
There are times in life when tough choices have to be made, and it is not a simple matter as to decide who should benefit and who should not.
Cooper is a good jumper, so much so that now he likes to jump on the dining room table just as we are about to sit down. So, the other night, all the food is on the table and my wife went in the other room to call the children when I see Cooper on the table with his nose in my salad.
Well, I am not going to eat that salad and so who do I switch with?