The Portland Globetrotter
Lunchtime! Sun! Fun! And BASKETBALL!!!
This is Woody’s dad. He and Woody come out to play a little basketball when the weather is nice – and today it was cold but beautiful. I offered to show him a few of my moves…
Which mostly involve methods of stealing the ball from whoever currently has it.
And then trying to chomp on it.
I busted out a few of my finer tricks…
And then showed him how it’s done when you’re playing against The BogTrotter…
I play for real – no pussyfooting around – I will try to steal that ball with all of my fuzzy might.
Get behind him Woody – distract him! – good work, NOW I CAN STEAL THAT BASKETBALL…
Love,
Bogart
BookmAIREk Me!
I am Bogart Handsome Devil, your host with the mostest! An opinionated Airedale Terrier puppy dog, I'm growing up in the big city with cats and 2 humans, making my way from fuzzy spudling to full-grown stud. Sit, stay, steal a treat or two.
February 9th, 2010 at 4:41 pm
You give new meaning to the term “he’s got air(e)!
gussie
February 9th, 2010 at 7:00 pm
Maaaaan … He didn’t have a chance … Should have known better WHOM to play with.
Luv,
Bel
February 10th, 2010 at 11:18 am
You and Woody could always “double team” him! (Whatever THAT means)!
I bet Woody’s dad was hoping you didn’t chomp down too hard on his basketball! Just sayin’!
Aire-hugs,
Poppy, Penny & Patches
February 14th, 2010 at 10:02 am
Yoo and Woody make a great team. GO team, GO!