That’s my new word for GoGo’s hollering at Joe in the morning. GoGo is 14 and gets everything she wants. She doesn’t have a lot of time left, she knows what she wants, when she wants it and that is Now. She speaks in a warbling rahr rahr rahr, with sharp yips interspersed when she’s getting fed up. Or I guess I should say, not fed up. When she gets desperate for Joe to put down his stupid book and give her his breakfast, it can get pretty intense.
We don’t feed Andy and Laroo from the table and they don’t question or beg while they watch the Joe & GoGo Show. They know this is GoGo’s treat. At dinner, Joe likes to hand feed her noodles, one at a time. He’ll also suck hot sauce off pieces of chicken or beans to give to GoGo. See why I love this guy?











