Sunday, July 8, 2007

Of Youth And Insolence

Hi Kids!

Today, I set out to show Andrew just who the alpha-dog is. We went to a local park that has an inlet into the Bay. I let him do his swimmin-thing because I knew afterwards there would be a wrestling match and I would prevail. So here we go with the face-off. Beauty shall prevail over youth.

Vincero! Vincero!!!! Vinceroooooooooooooo!!!!!! (Name that tune!)

Okay, he's young and makes the first move. With Federer-like agility, I move to a defensive position, knowing that he will wear himself out soon.

Then, as if by force of lightening, the young one leaps up and away and begins his trash talk. He knows that if he dares come near me, I will pummel him like a lion upon its prey.

I continue to pelt him with jabs, pounding my face against the onslaught of his paws. Oh, what arrogance does the young lad possess.

Like Ali against Foreman, I use my Rope-A-Dope technique to wear the young Newf out and evenually move in for the kill. Little does he know what is in store.

Wha, wha, what is this? Dad declares Andrew the winner? Infidels. Don't I have any challenges left? "Conspiracy" I declare. But the human is unquestionably biased, calls me a "poor sport" and then chastises me with the bib. "Big Time Drooler"? The human has no idea of my capabilities!

Fortunately, with age comes wisdom. For now, Andrew can cherish his ill-gotten gain. Tomorrow is another day and he will get his, as tainted judge will be off to work and fairness shall prevail. Until then!


Nanook and Pooka the Newfoundlands said...

this sounds very familiar.

onecoatsam said...

Hi guys -- we visit your blog everyday. It's just fantastic!

Satchie and Andrew