A combined holiday today! Choppy is pretty good at this whole poetry thing.
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Travels with Choppy 
hahaha
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🙂
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Choppy, you is hardly blah, Methinks thou does protest much, you really love him! ❤
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Except when Schooner smacks her in the nose – she probably doesn’t enjoy that ever.
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I think Choppy used the wrong word….Cat….so much LOVE
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Ha!
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Hostility? That’s PLAY… 😉
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Choppy and Schooner seem to have different ideas on what play involves, then. 😉
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Maybe Choppy was trying to spell “hospitality”….because she shares her bed with Schooner….Choppy is such a nice dog!
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She doesn’t share it voluntarily – she just knows she will get in trouble if she doesn’t!
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Purrfect!
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🙂
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Schooner looks so cooperative in this photograph.
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For once!
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Brilliant Choppy!
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Many thanks!
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Love it! Choppy, that is a lovely, truthful Haiku. Schooner, not listening and saying blah blah blah sure suits a cat like you.
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It definitely captures both of them well!
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I think Choppy has a good handle on Schooner. Hostility seems like the right word.
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As Choppy got smacked in the eye the other day, hostility is definitely on the mind around here!
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Totally groovy (snapping fingers like a beatnik). Smooth, man.
And that groovy cat, what words, what feelings.
Aw, keanest, daddy-o.
A mantra for a generation, baby. (puffing cigarette)
Cool, man, cool.
paz
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Love it!
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😆
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🙂
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Excellent Choppy !!! 🙂
It is as though Schooner has heard this all before…blah blah blah 🙂
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I think at this point, we’ve all heard it before!
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Love it. Canine poetry; who’d have thought 🙂
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Dogs are poets and don’t even know it.
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I think Choppy know it 🙂
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