Hangin' Out

"Hey Nico, Andrew just bit the dust.
Can I hang out at your place for awhile?"

Sherman spent the afternoon with Nico and her parents, Nick and Dani, yesterday after Andrew suffered an unfortunate injury at the dog run. (When reached for comment, Andrew described the dog that took him out as "vicious", "capable of reaching speeds in excess of 30 miles/hour" and "at least 250 pounds").

Nugget!

Who you callin' a nugget?

To Nico

Passing by Sherman's crate this morning, I noticed something unfamiliar. At first I thought that it was a new toy but, upon further inspection, I discovered that the object that had caught my eye was actually a small notebook. Thumbing through the worn pages, I found--amidst some mindless doodling and sketches of tennis balls--this poem...

Nico

At the park, I brace for your attack

Oh, to love you as I lie on my back

Your cool blue eyes

Remind me of an Alaskan sunrise.

Even when you're remote,

I feel your teeth against my throat.

Sunnyside Up!

I couldn't help but post more sleepy pictures. Come on! Look how cute he is! He's sleeping on his back under a blanket!

No shortage of cuteness here.

Go Maple Leafs!

Sherman's aunt Tory had some family visiting her last week and they brought along a special gift from Toronto. Although Sherman's disappointed that they didn't make the playoffs this year, he's optimistic that the Maple Leafs will turn it around next season, especially behind the play of talented defenseman Tomas Kaberle.

Thank you Marg, Dean, and Marylou!!!

Look't him go!