My Sweet Boy Trembled

 Cooper and I went to the Nathan Benderson Park early this morning. We wandered hither, thither and yon.  He couldn't find the right spot.

We returned to my neighborhood and yet again wandered hither, thither and yon. No right spot in our locality.


So it was off to Bayfront Park.  There Cooper refused to be a party pooper and did his thing.

We returned to a bench and sat on it, in the hope that some of C's friends would be nearby.

They weren't, but this noisy truck was.  My dear boy hid under the bench and trembled greatly.  What was this about?  Mr. C doesn't tremble at the sound of thunder.









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