Even Mommy couldn't believe it and Daddy walked away from the television shaking his head.
I am disappointed too.
I don't even want to know who won. Hmpf.
So I decided it was time to
(Yes, Mommy put that dumb cloth tape back on my ears.)
I grabbed my bone and headed for the couch.
I'm still too small to get up there without any assistance.
Assistance = Mommy
All the sudden, Gracie spooked me!
Crap! I dropped my bone!
Not a problem. I'll just wait for "assistance" to pick me up and put me on the couch.
(I have her well trained.)
There! That was easy.
But where's Gracie???
I don't know where she could be, unless she doesn't want to play with me.
Ah-ha!! There she is!!!!
She was just pullin' my leg.
I love her even when she looks like Popeye.
I would much rather spend my Sundays playing with her and Stanley than watch those silly race cars with all that drama.