Weekend at the Cottage

This weekend Mom and Dad surprised me.

"Brix, let's go to the cottage!"
"What?  When did we get a cottage?", I asked.
"Oh, well you know, when we won the lotto 649." Dad replied.

What!!!!!?????? I wiggled my butt so hard it almost fell off and bounced up and down at the news.
I started to do my stud dance...

"We won the jackpot!  We won the jackpot! Holy crap we won!"
"Holy crap, you really believe we won?"
"What are you saying Dad?"
"We're going to Dom's cottage stooge, pack 'em up."
"Frig, we didn't win?"

Way to give a boxer a heart attack.  Damn, imagine we did win....I could pay someone to be my girlfriend...but naw...weez didn't win.

So off we went to Uncle Dom's cottage.  It was our first time there and I had a blast.  Check me out, that's me on the beach and behind me....is someone else's boat.  That's Georgian Bay where Dad and Uncle Ron paddled in Dad's inflatable kayak.  They got soaked and Dad's camera got submerged in water.  Guess the dry sac isn't waterproof eh Dad?  He wasn't pissed at all about the camera.   He can now buy an SLR. 

At the beach I met another boxer, Kayko.  He's getting into his senior years at 7yrs of age.  So I respects him and carefully greeted him.  I sniffed his butt, he sniffed mine and it was going great until he thought he could put his head over my shoulder.  You knows the B-Stud don't takes dat from nobody.  And weez argued a bit.

"Hey man, I respects you, but youz can't be putting your heads over me."
"This is my beach, I've been here 7 years, who are you to question my authority."
"Oh, you didn't know, I'm the B-Stud and you better fear me...cause...cause....cause my kungfu is stronger than yours!"
"Get out of here little man....all what...60lbs of skin and bone.  Move along."

I didn't let that ruin my day.  I played with Mom along the shore, Dad and I ran in the morning, Uncle Dom and Ron laughed at my boxer antics.  Auntie Ed and Joce were saying how well I was behaved at the cottage.  It was a good weekend to remember. 

B-Stud