Oh my. Who knew the UCI Worlds would be so much fun? The peeps and I walked up the road over the weekend to see what all the fuss was about.
So, if you’ve never watched a bike race before, let me help you follow along. By the way, my house is just TWO BLOCKS from the team time trials race course. Sweet. But, I got into a little trouble and wasn’t allowed to go back. More about that in a minute.
First, look for a helicopter. Then, watch for a motorcycle. I’ve circled them here in red.
See, the helicopter follows along so the TV people and the Jumbotron people can figure out where all the packs are. My peep calls them “pods,” but I respectfully remind Her that this term is reserved for a pack of dolphins, NOT cyclists. (I know more than She does, about everything.)
Then, the motorcycle lets you know that the pack is directly behind, so you better watch carefully.
Like this:
Now, if you don’t know who Rohan Dennis is, let me enlighten you: according to the guy on TV – a Brit who did a wonderful job of explaining things – Rohan Dennis is THE BEST cyclist in the world. And I was THIS CLOSE to him. Amazing. You can touch me now. You’re welcome.
We’ve got lots of little movies of the teams, but We think that this one is his team. Because of the uniform colors and the fact that a guy on the back of a motorcycle was standing UP with a TV camera following them. Process of deduction.
Oh me. So, here’s why I got in trouble. I only saw one day of the trials. The peeps left me at home on the second day. As you know, I don’t walk, or trot, or gallop much if at all. I saunter. I dawdle. I tawdle. You know that about me. Unless there’s a cat or bunnie or mouse to chase, I’m not much interested in anything except, well, anything that interests ME. (That’s what Scotties doooOOOooo AROOOOOO!)
And the peeps know this, so why They thought I’d trot myself up to the race course, which is about a block longer than my usual daily walk, is absolutely beyond me.
The peepstress got so mad, She picked me up once and carried me. Then, put me down, then threatened to pick me up again. I had NOTHING. OF. THAT. I ran away from Her, in the other direction. Then, She yelled at me. Can you imagine? She never yells at me. It hurt my feelings.
Needless to say, tempers flared and I was banned from future race events.
That’s my story for today.
Bike race, schmike race. You can keep it. My feelings are still hurt. I think. PeeS: She tried to make up to me by raking my coat with Our new Coat King stripping tool. You should have seen the hunks ‘o hair! Do you think I should forgive the peep?
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Why do you always have to do what They want? Anyway, it’s not a real bike race. The leader doesn’t wear a yellow jacket. Not one competitor has a hypodermic needle and a bottle of steroids. Oh for the good old days.
Oh snorts! I almost wet my leg reading that. Hilarious my friend – BRAVO – BRAVO! XOXO – Bacon
NO steroids hopefully. Yuk. Can you imagine a Scottie on steroids???
You know that I (Duffy) will actually stop dead in my tracks and not move a muscle if I don’t want to when we are on walks. Mom even tried to DRAG me along one day, but I think the neighbors gave her such a look, she stopped. Anyway, yes you should forgive and forget. Don’t hold a grudge against the hand that feeds you. That is the important part yes, the food???!!! (I have been picked up a time or two and yelled at, but que serah, serah.) nIce pictures and great story about the bike event.
Stuart I love going places ~ why this week I went on the LST 325 and walked the decks of history took the entire two hour boat tour. I went on Columbus’ ships two days before then it was off to the big Farmers Market where there were dozens of dogs. Dog I am not missing a thing if Lee says lets go I am the first one at the door with my leash. Get your groove on Stuart, why you could have been chasing those bikes.
Sweet William The Scot
Stuart it’s fun to go places with the peeps. But I will say this that YOU SHOULD NEVER RUNAWAY. That is very bad. You are lucky that peep only yelled at you and did not take away your green beans.
Bentley
Yes, you could have been run over by that goofy motorcycle-riding cameraman. Stay safe.you can always growl back at the yelling.
We think forgiveness is in order here, Stu. I’m not allowed near bikes, myself. I chase them, barking and growling and snapping. I’ve nearly been run over a few times in the process and it makes mum’s blood pressure go up…so I’m not allowed near them. I think it would be fair to say I hate bicycles.
Edgar and his mum.
Andy does that, too. In fact, anything with wheels sets him off, except for cars. Wonder why??
We also don’t like…bikes, motor cycles, garbage trucks,moving vans, riding lawn mowers, or weed wackers and leaf blowers. We do like golf carts…that means a ride !! We also only want to walk as far as we want to walk. Saying that…forgive the peep. She is the one with the ‘cookies’. (grin)
Toodles…L&M
We hope you will consider forgiving your peep. Your feelings may have been hurt but your scared the bejeebers out of her by running away. Never run away, Stuart, you could be putting yourself in terrible danger and risking your life! Don’t be foolish, you’re better than that. Forgive and forget, now. Too often we don’t do that and it’s just wrong.
McDuff & Mom
She stripped ya and ya wanna forgive her??? Groomin are just addin insult to injury.
Well, it coulda been worse… once back when Whit lived in LA she went at a cyclist who wuz ridin’ on da sidewalk (against da law) and da gurl got skerred and jumped off her bike. My Momma had to bite her lip to keep from laffin’… I know, she’s awful… but it were awful funny, she sez….
Just between you and me, I say make her suck up a little more. Houdini would have hated it – way too noisy and way too many peeps. Hold out for a bit and see what else she will do for you to make it up – snorts. XOXO – Bacon
She YELLED at you??? No way should you forgive her without some serious apologies and TREATS!
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HaHa! I say forgive her Stuart, she is only human. ❤
Dear Mom- I feel your pain. I have the same pain, but is name is Sidney. Hetakes forever to go any place and I have been losing my patience with him and his sister. She is learning bad things from him. The lunatic Sophie has no clue about walking either.
Why OF COURSE you should forgive the Peepstress! After all, you NEED her! She is the head of your Staff, after all! And we happen to know that she DOES ADORE You, Your Majesty. We are SURE she did not mean to yell at you, it’s just that in the excitement of the moment she got rather anxious, and did not want you to walk away from her into Harms Way and to remind you of Royal Decorum, which seemed to have slipped your mind at that moment, plus her intentions to take you to meet with other Royalty, even if it is the Bicycle kind, was in your best interests, Your MAJESTY. Really, she means well, she is your humble servant who was born to serve YOU. Just look what she did for you when you got home. She got your MAJESTY All Pretty with the Stripper tool doohickey she busted her hump, er, we mean went crazy going all over to find for you just so your Majesty would be even more Gorgeous and Presentable and not to mention Comfortable!
You KNOW she is THE VERY BEST!
We love you, your Majesty, and know you are in the Best of hands! Tell us you’ll forgive her, please.
Kissies,
Riley-Puppy and Tessie-Girl
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