Monday, January 23, 2012

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Go Patriots!

Go Pats! Gotta love Tom Brady!

Okay, so here's the truth. Often times when I'm on campus, I hear people calling out my name. "Cooper! Coooooper!" "How's it goin Cooper?" Sometimes I know them, sometimes I don't. Nevertheless, I wag my tail and let them rub and pat my head. It's all good. They think they're friends of mine-- I think they're fans.

I tell myself, "This is what it's like to be Tom Brady!"

Thursday, January 5, 2012

I still got it

Mama came to pick me up after work today and was surprised by a student that called out my name near the library parking lot. I ran up to him with my wagging tail and butt when I heard Mama ask, "Cooper, is that your friend?" Then the kid quickly said, "Everyone's Cooper's friend. Cooper only has friends!"

Yeah yeah kid. Thanks. But Mama, let's get it right, k? Everyone's Cooper's fan.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

My sad sad life

I didn't know how good I had it in California. Now that I'm back in Boston, my life has fallen apart!

You see, yesterday they forgot me; today, they forgot to FEED me!!! In the dog-world, that's a cardinal sin.

It went like this:
After their long day at work, I greeted Mama and Papa with kisses and a wagging butt and tail. This exchange resulted in Mama preparing my food for dinner. She dishes that yumminess onto a fresh bowl and begins to set it in the microwave -- when lo and behold, she finds my breakfast still in there!! Yeah, that's right-- my Papa forgot about it this morning and left without feeding me! Oh Papa, how could you?

Woe is me. What has happened to my idyllic suburban life?

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

They forgot me.

I returned to work today. Hooray! I could barely contain my excitement to see my colleagues and patrons.

The day went by in a flash--with only two little exceptions:

First, my Mama forgot to pick me up. (Apparently, she had errands to do after work and asked Papa to get me.)

Then, 5pm rolled around-- no Mama or Papa. 6pm rolled around-- still no sign of Mama or Papa. 7pm rolled around. Unbeknownst to me, my family was at home, just about to go out to a Thai restaurant for dinner when my Mama asked, "Where's Cooper?"
I've been told that Papa looked up and said, "Oh $&@! I forgot him back at work!"

Thanks guys! Now you remember?!

So poor little me waited and waited and waited and waited for someone to come for me. I'm thinking I might need to hire a driver.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Is that my Grandpa?!

I don't think this picture needs any explanation. I just couldn't believe my eyes! What got into my grandpa?! I think my innocent little puppy mind has been scarred by all that I've witnessed during the holiday festivities! Oh the debauchery!!!