Pip and Puddles Appreciation Day

Hello Friends.

Today is a very special day in Blogville.  Today is the day we honor PIP and Puddles.  That's right it is PIP and Puddles appreciation day.  It is the day that we honor them by crowning PIP "Blogville King of Cheeseburgers" and Puddle is crowned "Blogville Queen of Merriment and Mayhem".

Mr. PIP I am so honored to call you a friend.  You live life to the upmostest fullest.  And you show each of us the joy of enjoying life.  You've never met a cheeseburger you didn't like.  And you are one heck of a lawyer.  I know that you always dreamed of being a therapy dog.  Well my friend, I tell you what, YOU ARE!  You have been a therapy dog to me and my MOM and I know you have brought much comfort and smiles to many and that is what a therapy dog does.  To honor you this day please enjoy this poem:

Ode to PIP and His Cheeseburger

Since PIP was a little pup, all he ever wanted

Was a simple Chesseburger, perhaps a side of fries

His taste buds forever taunted

Those who say it's about kibble, are full of lies!

A simple Cheeseburger, a beef patty and cheese inside a bun

Oh what a precious delight!

On Pip's tongue it creates a sensation of fun!

He enjoys it with all his mighty might!

Don't forget the beer on the side

A burger is not the same without this

Take a bite then a sip, the flavors immerse inside!

A burger without a beer, a toad he'd rather kiss!

Oh Cheeseburger how you can never do Pip any wrong.

If he had a singing voice

He would write you a song

But that is not a choice

Oh Cheeseburger Pip's beloved tasty friend

You will never disappoint him, will you?

You will be with him until the end

Until he lets out a big cheeseburger poo.

And you my dear Puddles what can I say?  Oh the pages I could fill with how much you make me smile and pee my furs with laughter.  You are fearless and beautiful.  Full of adventure and such a quick wit.  Your compassion and caring melts my heart.  And through it all you never have a fur out of place.  I would climb hills and mountains  swim deep waters just to share a beer and bag of Cheetos with you.  So to honor you Miss Puddles I offer you this prayer:

A Prayer for Puddles

Our Lager,

Which art in barrels,

Hallowed be thy drink.

Thy will be drunk, (Puddles will be drunk),

At home as it is in the tavern.

Give Puddles this day her foamy head,

And forgive her spillage,

As she forgives those who spill against her.

And lead her not to incarceration,

But deliver her from hangovers.

For Thine is the beer, the bitter, and the lager.

Today belongs to the two of you.  I raise my glass to the both of you for making Blogville the very best place to live ever!

Blessings,

Goose