Well Sports Fans there’s no joy in Mudville tonight because the Mighty Roger has struck out. Oh, for God’s sake. I’ve gotten my tennis and baseball poetry totally mixed up. Shit house mouse. I’m a mess.
It all started last night when The Red Man was recapping the French Open for his cyberspace friends and the old woman Slow was editing as usual but hollering back and forth to Pretty who had already gone to bed when all of a sudden Pretty stopped the conversation in midair. I’m talking in the middle of a sentence. I heard it myself. Slow and I immediately got up and went to check on Pretty and when we found her she was passed out sitting up in the king-sized bed with her freshly showered hair wrapped in her towel that was lopsided and her e-book open and lying on her stomach. Her eyes were closed and her hands folded on her chest. Slow thought she was dead and panicked of course which is her normal response in a crisis.
Pretty, Pretty oh Pretty what’s happened? Are you all right? OMG Pretty, wake up please wake up! I’m so sorry I gave you Paw Licker Annie’s Xanax…I’m so so so sorry Pretty. We’ve had that medicine too long and maybe 1 MG means different in Dog Pills so I should have never given you two…should I Pretty…
What’s this? Do you mean to tell me that daffy old twit gave Pretty not ONE, but TWO of PL Annie’s Xanax that she’s had for God knows how long. Sweet Jesus.
The truth wasn’t pretty for Pretty. It seems Pretty and Slow watched the opening episode of The Killing last night and got totally wigged with the darkness and violence they sat through for two hours. Pretty needed to get up early so she could drive to Winston Salem for a meeting for the Mast General Store and wanted to make sure she could go to sleep so Slow got the bright idea to give her the Doggie Xanax. Those two lesbians are one pill away from disaster.
Pretty wasn’t dead, but she was knocked out. This morning Slow had to drag Pretty from the bed and make her drink Diet Coke to wake her up for her trip. That was one groggy chick today. She’s recovering nicely in the state of North Carolina, but of course her mellow was ruined when she heard the news that Roger didn’t survive to play another day. Pretty loves Roger as much as Slow loves Nadal.
Adios to Roger – tough loss to Tsonga in Day Nine of The French Open
Meanwhile back at the ranch or on another court, Serena Williams and Svetlana Kuznetsova battled on the red clay for a spot in the semi’s.
Serena is in fine form
Svetlana had her hands full…
but her Chinese sponsors hoped for the best
Serena’s mom says it’s just another day at The French…ho hum…
Serena wins and the Williams Family rocks for the USA
That’s the thing about tennis. When you lose, you’re out. Roger and Sevetlana can get in a little early extra practice on the grass courts before Wimbledon if they want to now. Other than that, there’s no silver lining after you wash the red clay out of your shoes and prepare to leave Paris.
As for me, I’m just glad I’ve got the leather chair
Pretty comes home tomorrow and The French will have me up early so get me outta here Percy…I need something to calm my nerves tonight but think I’ll settle for a Rimadyl and steer clear of the Xanax…Whoa Nellie!
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When I heard the horrible tennis news today, I was more sad for Pretty than I was for Roger; but my mommy was kind of happy for Tsonga. He seems to have such hard luck, and my mommy tends to pull for the underdog. When my late canine sister Lexi received a Valium prescription for her thunder phobia, my mommy had to promise my daddy that she would not raid the puppy pills. She stayed away, mostly because she was afraid that taking doggy Valium would make her chase her tail!
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Yes, ur mommy probably knows how hard Tsonga has tried to work to improve his game before his tennis window closes. Plus the French would love to win The French. 🙂 LOL about ur mommy having to promise your daddy to keep away from the puppy pills. Gosh, we hope Pretty hasn’t had that urge today…:) Very funny.
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My human is not a big sports fan and I appreciate that. My favorite one is of course naps, so I like your chair pretty much =^.^=
Purrs
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Lucky you that you don’t have to endure the sports events we must endure at Casa de Canterbury! The chair is fabulous, however. 🙂
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That’s hilarious, my xanax are only 0.25 strength, I can’t imagine taking two 2.0 ‘s, WOW, poor Pretty.
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Can you believe it??? It’s a wonder I didn’t kill her…:) So sad to say I won’t be home in time for your birthday bash, Church Organist! Amanda is going to drive Miss Daisy home but she can’t leave until the 21st so I won’t be back in Texas until the 22nd. 😦 I will take you for Mexican food when we get back, ok?
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Good grief 2 xanax??? she must have had a good sleep 😀 Poor Roger, don’t worry – he’ll be back…
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Pretty had a hard time rolling out of bed the next a.m.! Yes, we’ll see Roger at Wimbledon, won’t we?? 🙂
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Fingers crossed xxxx
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🙂
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Ma had a feeling this was going to end with Pretty having to swill a large volumn of caffeine as she’s been there herself only with a different bennie. Ma also would’ve reacted like Slow – worse case scenario everytime. Red, those two-legged, monkeys we live with are upright disasters!
With Ma still reeling from Orb’s loss in the Preakness, I’m keeping my sports opinions close to the collar. As her Pop would say..
.there’s always another game. (Really, Ma? Words of wisdom? More like stating the obvious!!!) 😛
Holy Milkbones, Red!!! Feed them bananas & hope that keeps out of trouble for a day or two!
Love and sloppy Poppy kisses!
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Oh Miss Poppy thanks so much for your total understanding of my problemos here at Casa de Canterbury. I worry, worry, worry about the Pack because they all think they’re the Big Dog when I have to remind them I am the Top Dog. Big Difference, right?
And your Ma sounds like a younger version of the old woman Slow so God help you. How many quotations did their dads really say? As often as Slow quotes her father, he must have talked nonstop. 🙂
At any rate, The Red Man sends Paw Snaps and Twirls in your direction, Miss Poppy!! Stay close.
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