For those of you who think this is a recipe post for a new dish, (what would the ingredients in Tadpole surprise be, anyway... besides Tadpole?) sorry to disappoint. I'm actually talking about a surprise I found on my front porch the other day when I got home from my walk.
It was from none other than the dogliest dog-blogging dog, folks! Yep, I'm talking 'bout my good friend, Tadpole Pomegranate! Doesn't he have the best hair on the internet? (My girl thinks he has the best snout and the best spotted belly on the internet. *major eyeroll*).
I don't think Tad knew it at the time, but I have never ever received a surprise in the mail before (hard to believe, I know). Needless to say, I was a little va-klempt (as Linda Richmond would say) about what to do with it. It smelled doggy, so I knew it held precious cargo, but, how to get it opened...
Here we'll leave a blank space in memory of the video of me opening my surprise that would be here. It seems that my cinematographer (my hooman girl), *ahem*, happened to dump that video from the camera before downloading it. I never said she was tech savvy.
This is where my video would be (if it had not be erased by my girl).
Once I got the thing opened I was dazzled by a greenish yellow glowing donut! I immediately had myself a little taste.
Mmnah, mmnah, mmnah... it tastes... mmnah... like a tennis ball (and faintly of an amphibious dog - Tad did you try this out for me?) ... mmnah... mmnah...
AND IT SQUEAKS!!!
The squeak was a bonus, as it just happens to be in the tonal range least favored by my cat, Merv. (He walks right up in my grill and lays one of his whiney MEEEOOOOWs on me, which makes me move in a little closer to him a squeak that much harder).
The next item I extracted from the goodie box was a big red devil CUZ! Before now the closest I had ever gotten to one was in the aisle at Petsmart. Here I've used my new AireDog Squeaker Ring as a crown for my cuz.
Not one to leave somecat out, Tad even thought of a gift for Merv. The lovely box of surprises (once empty) was the perfect hiding place for him. (Don't think I didn't consider snapping the lid shut and sending him right back to Tad - only for a minute, though).
But, THAT'S NOT ALL!!
Tad included a pawsonally signed letter. He wanted to cheer me up with this package since he knew I was a little bummed when ZZ left to go to his new furrever home.
But wait. THAT'S STILL NOT ALL!!
My absolute favorite thing about this package was the drawing Tad did of me. It's not just a reproduction of one of his works, but an original, signed by the artist himself.
What do ya think? Does it look like the original?
Pawsonally, I think Tadpole captured my essential gooberness.
Thanks, Tadman!! You made my summer, buddy! I am honored by your generosity and your friendship!
By the way, Pappy, the mustachioed terrier mutt, tagged me to list 5 things I would put in his time capsule for the benefit of the denizens of the near future. Here's my list:
1) Tad's drawing of me
2) A vial of my drool (Goober juice is a valuable commodity)
3) An official flag of GooberStan
4) My glass Asta
5) Bibble, the Butcher, Chihuahua
I now tag Sherman, Wally, and Putter to post about the 5 items they would choose to place in Pappy's time capsule.
Enjoying Tadpole's surprise,