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My dad made up this game awhile back for dogs..
its called cheerio pick up..
what he does is calls all the dogs together in the living room.. then he grabs a large hand full of cheerios or whatever cereal we got & drops it on the floor..
the dogs go crazy & franticly suck up all the bits they can get..
i love this game & well its amazing.. and i wish i was home right now so i could see a round or two..
its not as good with only two dogs or chihuahuas for that matter.. they are not as good at the game as pugs or boston terriers.. in fact preston is the king of this game & not just because hes been playing it the longest.. its because he understands the game.. it is his passion.. he is a champion..
gator is funny at it though.. hes the only one who hoards all his bits in his mouth goes to the sidelines spits em out & then eats em one by one.. hes a slow eater too so the game usually ends with all the dogs staring & drooling over gators hoarded feast..
Last night i came home from work & got sloshed.. really fucking sloshed.. now im trying to get my contacts in & get ready to go to the museum.. but im all shaky n weakling.. & my heads all lost & slow..
i hope justin didnt take all the left over pasta to work.. im hungry..
he got real mad at me last night cuz i spilled the full cup of water he got for me in the bed.. but he shouldve known better than to give me a full slippery cup of water.. either way.. when i woke up this morning he told me the bed was all wet cuz i peed myself.. but i knew the truth so his joke didnt go far.. he thinks hes sooo smart sometimes..
im going to go look for that pasta
its called cheerio pick up..
what he does is calls all the dogs together in the living room.. then he grabs a large hand full of cheerios or whatever cereal we got & drops it on the floor..
the dogs go crazy & franticly suck up all the bits they can get..
i love this game & well its amazing.. and i wish i was home right now so i could see a round or two..
its not as good with only two dogs or chihuahuas for that matter.. they are not as good at the game as pugs or boston terriers.. in fact preston is the king of this game & not just because hes been playing it the longest.. its because he understands the game.. it is his passion.. he is a champion..
gator is funny at it though.. hes the only one who hoards all his bits in his mouth goes to the sidelines spits em out & then eats em one by one.. hes a slow eater too so the game usually ends with all the dogs staring & drooling over gators hoarded feast..
Last night i came home from work & got sloshed.. really fucking sloshed.. now im trying to get my contacts in & get ready to go to the museum.. but im all shaky n weakling.. & my heads all lost & slow..
i hope justin didnt take all the left over pasta to work.. im hungry..
he got real mad at me last night cuz i spilled the full cup of water he got for me in the bed.. but he shouldve known better than to give me a full slippery cup of water.. either way.. when i woke up this morning he told me the bed was all wet cuz i peed myself.. but i knew the truth so his joke didnt go far.. he thinks hes sooo smart sometimes..
im going to go look for that pasta