Air Spud

Ladies and Gentlemen I give you the new addition to the new breed of wonder athletes of the canine world: Air Spud.
Yeah, you read that right. Sadly, I wasn't around for the awesome moment. By the way, Spud, is my Shih Tzu pup, actually I'm not sure he's a Shih Tzu he looks more like a Chow Chow - I really don't know how that happened, he was a tiny bugger, who had to be heavily medicated on account that he had the sniffles as a pup, I'm guessing all those antibiotics caused some sort of mutation that allowed him to go POOF! Seriously, he's quite chubby for a Shih Tzu.


Anyway, Here's the story, I got home from work, which was around 1am and my sister (who was miraculously awake at the time) excitedly yammered on about Spud's amazing adventure. Prior to that, I woke up on that day hoping to be greeted by my rather pudgy pooch only to realize that he had been kidnapped by my sister and carted off to Sacred Heart Jesuit for a another fun filled story added to Spudee's day out adventures. Anyway, my sister was saying "It was sooo kewl!!!" everbody loved Spud blah blah blah. I wasn't surprised since Spud is quite popular anyway, but here's the part where I went "AWWWWWWWW". According to my sister, Spud was walking around the grounds os SHSJ, he sat on the grass (probably amazed by the feel of it, since we don't have grass at home, just a lot of dirt anc concrete) so, there he was in all his pudgy and adorable glory watching the world around him without a care - that is, until he spied a bunch of kids playing soccer. It seems the kids who were having their P.E. class were practicing, their balled rolled all the way to our fuzzy mammoth of a canine, and what does he do? He pushes the ball with his nose. The ball rolls away and the kids, as well as my Mother & Sister, watch in amazement as Spudee runs around with the soccer ball. The kids play along and somehow their teacher tells them "At least the dog knows how to play Soccer".


When my sister finished her narration, I was amazed, Spud, who somehow knew that we were talking about him, padded his way towards me and panted, his tongue sticking out. "Well, well, Fatty" I told him, "And here I thought you only loved to eat & sleep. Who knew, you were into sports?" at that, Spud tipped his head to the side. I don't recall ever allowing him to watch "Air Bud" I have no idea where he got his penchant for rubber balls & etc. This pooch has been spoiled rotten by my parents. He has clothes and toys, and he rides around in our car like he owns it. Ha ha Air Spud Hmmm.... I can see it now, Spud having his own film - Beverly Hills Chiuaua watch out!