Jake and I have been trying to squeeze in as much of the Olympics as we can the last few days. Unfortunately, this usually means snuggling up at night and watching everything in triple speed so we can delete enough for our DVR to record more the next day. If it were up to me, I would spend the entire day watching all the amazing athletes and cheering for USA loud and proud. They might not be able to hear me, but I’m irrationally convinced that the louder I yell encouragement at the TV, the more it will help them perform. Yes, even though what I’m watching has ALREADY HAPPENED. Still, I yell.
Last night while we were watching some dressage, Akiva’s ears perked up and she started staring at the screen, her eyes following the little horse and rider around the arena. I’ve never really seen her watch TV before, but somehow I think she was subconsciously jealous that horses get to be in the Olympics and dogs don’t. (Because clearly I know everything my dogs are thinking.) So I decided to invent a few categories they could compete in. To make them feel better, of course.
Akiva would take the gold medal for Fastest Eater. And maybe silver, too, if that were possible. I’m pretty sure she can eat two and a half cups of food in a minute flat. It’s impressive, really.
Zuka would win the gold for Loudest Singer. I’ve never known another dog who croons as loudly as he does. Particularly if I’ve been gone all day. He gives quite the welcome home. I would post a video of it, but it’d probably break your computer speakers.
And Frisky? He would crush the competition for Best Sleeper. But really, when you’re 119 in dog years (that’s 17 in human years for those who don’t want to do the math), you’re kind of a shoe in…
Go Team USA!!!!
