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Apology to Sophie

Monday, December 6, 2010


I forgot to mention Sophie was part of the Thanksgiving fun this year at the Hickey household. She was a little upset that she was overlooked and so I wanted to speak directly to her here with a nice recap.

Hey Soph!

Nice seeing you again, dear. We have so many things in common -- we both love cookies, children, and early bedtimes. I also leave my hair laying around and sleep better on the couch then in "my" bed. Remember that time that big storm blew in over the 4th of July at the lake and you got all drunk and passed out? Ah good times. I was going to post that pic on facebook and then I thought maybe you'd try and get a job or your Mom would see it. Anyhoo.

Thanks for letting the kids hand feed you all that kibble over Thanksgiving. Man, you are way more patient than me with those two bossy butts -- Sit, stay, lay down, come here, let me pet you, come downstairs, hold still, walk with me . . . well, you remember. Also too bad Barb and Earl caught onto to that whole -- I don't want to eat this crap food, but I would like to go out and then have a cookie -- plan. But hey, it took them like 3 whole cookies, right? So high five on that really.

Psst. I have a secret to tell you. After you left, Barb and Earl printed out all this stuff from online about dogs. Yep. Like what kinds are nicest and good with kids and stuff. You're representing the species really well, obviously. Although, they had like 6 pages on Border Collies. Whatever. They're just going through a phase. Trying to be different. It'll blow over.

I hear you got a boat! Practice your jumping up in Michigan. Here's how. Get on the couch, front paws on the arm rest, count to three and then up and over. I'd say 5-10 times a day.

Hope Santa gets you a new duck. Your old one was starting to sound a little satanic. Alright dear, see you when the snow melts.

Love, cousin Mel

posted by Rocky
7:33 AM

2 Comments:

Blogger Jamie Johns said...

I adore this!

December 6, 2010 at 12:29 PM  
Blogger Holly White said...

Which human in your life has a sophie?

December 9, 2010 at 4:38 AM  

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