I am furious. Checked the Tour de France KAL blog only to discover that Vino had a positive blood test. Now, I've been known to use steroids myself, but come on - I'm just an amateur! I need all the help I can get.
I am sick and tired of cheaters. What pride is there in winning dishonestly???
In honor of the cow I am having over Vino, I present to you the latest addition to my collection of puking animal creamers:
My wonderful mom gave me this lovely, Delft cow last week, and blimey, I am chuffed! (Sorry folks, reading Harry Potter makes me talk British). She is a lovely pale blue color, and like all beautiful cows everywhere, is sporting a windmill on each side.
How cute is she?
Look at that smile! Now that's a trustworthy cow. She's not taking bovine growth hormones on the sly.
I think she is such a lovely specimen of puking animal creamer that she needs her own name. And I challenge you, the reader, to supply her with one.
Submit your entries by this Sunday (the end of the Tour), and help me erase the memory of Vino's shame! I will send the winner a puking animal creamer of her very own, plus a skein of something fun from my stash.
What are you waiting for? Get a mooo-ve on, and hoof it to the comment section to submit your entries!