Sunday, July 09, 2006

Counting Sheep

The scence: Late last night, sometime just before midnight.

I'm lying in bed with J-man, trying to get him to finally wind down and go to sleep. Wil is already out cold, snoring heavily on the other side of the bed. Jonas is begging to turn on the tv. Ok, I usually don't give in to his EVERY whim (just most of them) but it's the weekend, it's already super late, and well, I wouldn't mind having the tv on either. So I turn it on, and start flipping channels.

As many of you can guess, there's not much in the way of kid friendly tv late at night. Finally, we settled on the Eukanuba dog show. *Yawn* They're doing the toy breeds *double yawn* and Jonas watched intently as the judge feels up all these little sorry excuses for dogs. --No offense to any of you out there who are partial to or actually own toy dogs, they're just to fragile and prissy to survive in my rough and tumble home-- Each time they set a new dog up on the little podium for inspection Jonas points and enthusiastically yells "Puh-pay!" and then, as they're doing their little strut around the ring, he reverts back to onomatopoeia boy and starts chanting "woof! woof! woof!" while the crowd cheers.

So we get through the chihuahua's the Brussels', the pomeranian, and so many other little midget dogs in this same fashion, but the final dog of the group was the winner in my book. Out struts this toy poodle, all fluff-balled out, looking absolutely ridiculous, pom-poms around the ankles, ping-pong balls on it's butt, head all poofed out and looking so much like the reject of the dog world. Why do breeders/handlers/judges think that a bad haircut should be the breed standard? Poor dog.

Jonas watches silently and intently as they man-handle the poodle, and as they set him/her down to walk the ring he jumps straight up in the middle of the bed, points excitedly, and with as much drama as his sleepy little voice can muster, he yells "BAA!! BAA!!"

After several minutes of belly laughing I was finally able to hug him, kiss his perfect little cheek and tell him "Yes, my smart boy, that was a sheep." I didn't think that it was worth the argument at midnight. :)

2 Comments:

At 12:47 PM, Blogger msubulldog said...

Ha,ha,ha! That's awesome!

 
At 6:08 PM, Blogger Eve said...

That is so incredibly cute!! I almost choked on my cereal just now!

 

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