True confession, I always wanted to be cheerleader when I was in high school, problem was that I wasn’t exactly athletic and no one would ever accuse me of being popular, the two criteria in my high school for being a cheer leader.
You may be aware I have two very different dogs.
So when I am ready to go to bed and I say, “Who wants to do pee pee?” I get two very different reactions.
As soon as I make a move to get off the couch, or shut down my laptop, Delilah will jump up from her cozy spot on the couch and head for the door.
Sampson who eats his 9:00pm treat in the bedroom has already called it a night. At this point I have three choices.
1) I can just let Delilah out and leave Sampson (honestly he can hold it a very long time, especially if it’s raining.)
2) I can go in and literally drag Sampson off the bed, where he will reluctantly walk to the back door and casually step outside.
Or I can become a cheer leader, fulfilling my high school dream and getting my dogs to go outside in the process.
It goes something like this, “Who wants to go pee pee?”
Delilah jumps up and we walk to the back door and then I say very loudly and excitedly:
“Do you see it? Do you have it? Are you going to get it? You got it? Do you have your eye on it? Ready? Are you ready? Ok. Ready, ready go get it!”
At my first words of “Do you see it?” Sampson has un-assed himself from bed and rushed to the door, I then finish my pep talk, and it deviates in any number of ways, but the gist is all basically the same. There is something outside that you absolutely MUST see.
“Ready, one, two, three, GO!” I open the door and they burst through the doorway like speeding locomotives.
After I shut the door behind them, I usually chuckle as I pat myself on the back. 🙂 I made the squad!
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