The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Wonder Goo!

Sometimes I just don’t get hoomans!  No I don’t.

Busy

If you find sometime good….something so wonderfully, incredibly good, something so delightful you just have to bay….HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!

Weed

And then roll in it!

You always get a disgusted look—they actually (your humans) actually grab their noses and sometimes they even have to go herk.

I mean…come on!  Smells like this don’t come along all the time, they are a great find…a wonderful gift from the world of nature.

I just don’t get it.

Miss Tilly from Punkin’s Patch—sent me an email telling me she found some great stuff.

WOW!  Cool, Miss Tilly…go ahead and roll in it…roll really, really good!  Spread it alllllllllllll over you… start first with a really good sniff at the stuff…then with your neck—kinda scrape all the Wonder Goo onto your neck—try to get all four sides of your neck, you won’t be able to but try anyway.

Sniff

By the time you get the Wonder Goo on your neck a sorta daze will permeate your brain and it won’t matter if your Mom is yelling at you to stop….this is what you are aiming for…the permeating of your brain and the ability to ignore your mom.

Then as soon as you notice your Mom’s voice is far, far, farrrrrr away —get up and lay down on your back.  Make sure you lay your back flat down on the Wonder Goo and then squiggle and squirm all over it it…ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Boy that will feel good!  Just keep on squiggling until you are pretty sure you have every drop of Wonder Goo all over you and in your fur.

NOW!  You will have the Wonder Goo with you wherever you go!

Once you get done with this you can go and do whatever you want to do, since Wonder Goo is now a part of you!  I usually go show Mom!

Miss Tilly asked me if Mom would get mad…mine doesn’t I typed back to her, although, she does hack around a lot and usually makes me walk home with her.

Okay, Miss Tilly typed back.  I’ll print this off so I can have it to study.  Sometimes I don’t get the computer like I want, because Mom gets it first.

I always walk with Mom anyway so the walk home part is a cinch, Miss Tilly typed back to me.

I’ll let you know how it goes, was her parting line.

 

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Hey, Boomer?  Are you there?

Say’n Hi! Miss Tilly!  How’s is going back there on your sheep farm?

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Boomer?

Yeah?

I found some Wonder Goo….

COOOOOOL!

Miss Tilly

“I thought you said I wouldn’t get in trouble for rolling in gross stuff!”

Oh!  Sorry, Miss Tilly….sorry.  I just thought the bath would be worth ROLLING IN WONDER GOO!!!!

Boomer!

 

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23 thoughts on “The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Wonder Goo!

  1. Oh my goodness, Boomer, you do try your mother’s patience, don’t you??!! And what advise you give Miss Tilly!!! Gets you both in trouble, doesn’t it?! You just mustn’t roll in that Wonder Goo too much or you will be getting constant baths!

    By the way, that is a handsome picture of you on the header! Blessings!

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  2. My dogs found a long dead seal on a beach a few years ago. A leash has been mandatory when visiting the ocean ever since then. I still have memories of that disgusting odor.

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  3. Hey Boomer! Hi Miss Tilly! I do the Great Goo Roll too. It’s wonderful. Mom doesn’t get it either. In the summer she takes me for a swim. Now when it’s cold, she lets me “help” fill a stock tank and I usually get pretty wet. She threatens to leave me out doors…..can you imagine….OUT.

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  4. Uh-oh, B. I think you were a bit of a bad influence on Miss Tilly. I wish humans would realize that baths are only temporary, and just another reason to roll in gross stuff.

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

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  5. Gosh, I’ve missed so many posts. I’m glad the storms have passed.
    Boomer, I don’t think you’ll ever be able to explain the draw of rolling in Goo. My dogs do it as well. It’s always something dead. Something that has been dead a while. Usually it is half eaten rats that our cat brings into the yard. I don’t know about you, but my dogs aren’t interested in eating the leftover rats. They’re too hairy. Rolling is much easier.

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  6. Gypsy, here. I LOVE all kinds of goo. The smellier, the better! I skulk back in the house and try to stay away from Dreaming, or I’ll end up being dragged into the shower thingy. Tucker isn’t so much of a goo dog

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  7. Still sorry for Boomer that he’s now on his own. And sorry for myself since I’ve missed many of your posts. Since Thanksgiving everything has been very busy for me. I’m catching up! Happy Holiday Season to you and everyone on your blog, Linda.

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