Tagged / Doin' Lunch with Oakley

August 1 /08

Cairo tagged me for the Name Game, so here I go:


What is your name? My real name is Lynbary's Captivator but everyone calls me Chef. I have a few nicknames like Poupoun, Toutoun, Bouboun, and Shnoogles. Mama often says I'm her guapo perrito.

If you could change your name, what would it be? Rocko - something masculine and playful, and just a little badass, like me.

What is your pet's name? My stuffies are my pets. There is Funky Monkey, Loony Racoony and Kittay Kat. My catsisters are like my pets too. Their names are Beauty and Rugrat.

If you could change your pet's name, what would it be? I wouldn't change them, except maybe for Rugrat. I never liked that name. She's more of a Gertrude or a Bernice.

What are your brother's and/or sister's name/s? I was the only boy in my litter so I have a lot of sisters. I only know one of them, though, and her name is Lynbary's Vie en Rose, but we call her Rose. She's a reverse brindle, or dark brown with white markings. She's beautiful.

If you could change their names, what would they be? I wouldn't change Rose's name. I wouldn't change anything about her. She's perfect.

I'll tag:
Gucci
Mango
Petey
Peanut

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My friend Oakley came over today for a game of Licky Mouth. That's the only game we ever play. And we do it for hours. Sometimes we chase each other or kick a ball around. But we always end up in a good game of Licky Mouth.

The humans are always trying to figure out our strange behavior. Today there was a lot of blah blah blah about alpha dogs and submission. But what we're doing is really quite simple. We're doing lunch.

Oakley and I have a meal-sharing agreement: I lick up his leftovers and he licks up mine.

Today he was savouring my lamb and rice kibble with yogurt and banana, and I was licking up what tasted to me like pastrame on rye. I also detected some spaghetti sauce. Oakley either did some expert begging or else he got into the fridge. Either way, it was a feast.

I've had some of my best meals in Oakley's mouth. Sometimes we find cookie crumbs and bugs between each other's teeth, But we've also had to endure wood and plastic and gravel, and other nasty, disgusting stuff that we've had to spit out.

Our Licky Mouth games last a very long time and it can be quite exhausting. So afterwards, we have a couple of burps and settle in for a good nap. Next to finding sticks and running in the dog park, doing lunch with Oakley is my favourite activity.