Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Twelve Years of Mook-a-liciousness

Not the highest quality image, but that's memory for you, so all the more fitting. It's Mookie's 12th birthday today, and at least for now I want to think of him again as the fastest dog in the park, the one other dogs would chase and then they would cry, realizing how quick he was, how it broke their heart to witness such swiftness and point them out as the plodders they were. I want to hang to all the joy in that speed, that sense of singleminded purpose. To the lift of moving with all of you in the air. Young Mooks had that and more.

So here's to the wonder he was and the sweet old hobbler he is now, no doubt still lightning quick in the dreams he dreams in his daily snoozes, so often guarding a Milkbone he's not even sure he wants, he just knows Nigel doesn't deserve.

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6 Comments:

Blogger Queen Whackamole said...

Happy birthday, Mookie!

8:43 AM  
Blogger Ironicus Maximus said...

Happy birthday Mookie. Good speed to your youthful valor, boy! So shall you scale the stars!

9:29 AM  
Blogger Patrick said...

Moooookie!

9:30 AM  
Blogger Trekking Left said...

Happy B-Day, Mookie!

10:43 AM  
Blogger Marty said...

aROOOOOOO ROOOOOOO ROOOOOOOaw

11:24 AM  
Blogger Cookie Jill said...

12 Milkybone Salute to the Mookster!

9:23 PM  

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