Yesterday morning Mo (who has his own journal here by the way) was watching the Olympics with us or at least he seemed to be watching it. Maybe he was just fixated on the television screen and wondering how humans can fit into such a small area but he sure looked perplexed. We had some coffee and I tried to convey what the competitions mean at the human level and also how important it is to challenge the human spirit and break world records. He wasn't getting the jest of it all and in fact the expression on his face was like trying to teach a card trick to a puppy. You know: head cocked to one side eyes wide open kind of thing. What surprised me was that Mo was picky when it came to coffee. I would never dream of having decaf but when Mo started drinking from my cup I thought I would give him his own cup of Joe. Well what do you know he likes it! He really likes it. Most of the time Mo only drinks water but for some reason (maybe because he sees me drinking it regularly) he wanted to be a java dog I guess. It all depends on your dog I suppose but if he starts asking for ice mocha or a Starbucks gift card I'm really going to freak!
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