After last week's humongous participant list for Fun Monday, I gladly relinquished my crown to Willowtree. Much as I enjoyed last week, it was all I could do to keep up with all the fabulous rides! Check out his site for a full list of participants. Willow tried to keep us from posting photos, as his assignment was as such:
"Tell us about your best friend. Particularly things like: where you first met, how long you've been friends and why you think you are best friends"
This can be as long or as short as you like, it's totally open to interpretation, although I will ask that you resist taking the easy way out by claiming that your spouse is your best friend (most of us could all say that). And Min, if you are vacillating as to whether you can do this or not, I will accept imaginary friends.
You have to be kidding, Willowtree, no spouse? Well, I'm breaking the rules (again), because Roger is truly my best friend.This photo was taken by a family friend who has started her own photography business in town, and we were among her first subjects. She did a fantastic job.
Okay, okay - my NEXT best friend is The Offspring. We have GOT to have more photos taken together, as I realized this is the only recent one I could find, albeit fuzzy.The Offspring is still up to her own photography tricks, and photoshopped this self-portrait in the last few months. Sounds like Liberal Arts colleges will be in our future.Okay, so that was another "easy" out - so my REAL best friend? Well, my Poo Woo, of course! We met Poo Woo as a sad little pup, when he was locked into our neighbor's backyard, all but neglected. Every morning, The Offspring would run to him, offer him treats thru the fence, and pet him best she could thru the chain-links. He would press his little body against those links, so she could access as much of him as possible. He still does it out of habit:We finally asked the neighbor if we could make him our own - and called him "Lucky." After several visits to the vet and a $1,600 fence, he has become my favorite pal. Doesn't he look at home?I am often asked how he got to be called "Poo Woo." Well, I tend to come up with funny names for creatures I adore. The Offspring at one time was called "Missy Moo Milk-Face" because she was a messy nurser. "Lucky" evolved one day into "Lucky Loo Poo Woo," which we have shortened to "Poo Woo." Now go check out everyone's friends!
Oh, and Willowtree's alternative subject was for us to post about a TV character we despise - but, I don't watch enough TV to despise a character, just some of the real folks. So, you may stumble upon some enemies in your Fun Monday travels - be warned!