Eggs and Oceans...

Dear Weaders...


Ok, so I love basically every single holiday in the human calendar. Weally, I get tweats every time they do something. For example, on Christmas, I got to open pwesents and I also got tweats. Then on Valentine's day, I got tweats. Today on Easter Sunday, I am grateful for Jesus Christ, because of him and all that he did, I got tweats again. This time in the form of delicious peanut butter eggs and Chickadee's



See, that's me, Cooper, eating my Chickadeee's head. It was weally yummy. Then, this afternoon, Mommy and my babysitters went to the beach where we got to play in the sun. I like to play with my mommy. She got to be the one to run with me when I felt like going to the other side of the beach to see what was happening.

But don't worry weaders, I made my mark. I made sure everyone knew Cooper was there . Let me explain...I had my babysitter (well, she thinks she is my babysitter but weally, I just upset her and get her to chase me in my house cause sometimes I get bored and need to make a human play with me. ) Anyways, one of my humans wote my name in the sand.




So let me tell you about this beach. It was weally fun to run in the sand but then sometimes I got a little scared. I didn't weally appreciate the water. Let me explain, you see, all the water I have ever met has never twied to attack me. I was simply minding my own business, chasing after my ball that mommy brought for me when suddenly, I saw the water. I figured it was pretty far off so I was safe in going after my ball. MAN, was I wrong. The silly water chased after me and twied to get my ball. Lucky for me, I'm fast. Pwobably from my extra energy from my pweviously mentioned Easter tweats. Every time I went to go look at this crazy water, It twied to attack me. A couple of times it snuck up on me when I was not paying attention. It was kinda cold.

Anyways, mommy protected me. Especially when the sun was strong she made sure my eyes were protected with my glasses.



See, I Love my mommy. I twied really hard to turn her into a puggle today so that someday I could marry her.

I'm still working on it. Anyone got some tips?

Luv,

Coop

I'm in big twouble again.

I chewed up the "replacement" Comcast toy, I mean clicker.

I can't help it. To me it is a toy. Okay, so maybe it isn't on the floor like the west of them, but then again not ALL my toys are. Let me explain...a lot of my toys end up on the counter, or in the closet Why you ask? Good question. If you were to ask my mom, she would say "Well Cooper, you can't have this one because you chewed a huge hole in it and now the stuffing is coming out," or "Cooper, NO! You can't eat that chunk of plastic you just wipped off the end of the toy."

Well weaders, it is not my fault. Mom buys cheaply made toys, AND she leaves the Comcast toy on the armchair of the sofa, or on the side table where I can weach it. Not my fault wight?

Oh, and I didn't get to share my expewiences at my intewview the other day for that other doggy daycare place that mom says has better houws on weekends. That post is for another day.

I am going to sleep now, cause I went to camp and played all day. I'm pooped.

Night-Night,
Cooper