Not So Super Sunday
Duke and I were very disappointed with yesterday's Super Bowl. And it didn't have anything to do with the game. We figured that the Super Bowl meant a bunch of humans drinking too much beer and eating too much food. For some reason humans, beer, and food always means lots of opportunities for Duke and I to score some stray munchies. So we were all set for the big party.
But then, the strangest thing happened. The game started, and nobody came over. Mommy and Daddy just sat there watching the game by themselves! Even the Crazy Man Who Lives Next Door wasn't here. We were shocked! Are Mommy and Daddy getting too old to party on a Sunday? Apparently so. Finally, the Crazy Man Who Lives Next Door showed up. "OK, now the party is going to start", we thought. But all they did was cook a pizza and drink soda pop. Duke and I didn't even get a piece of pepperoni! C'mon people, this was the Super Bowl! If next years party is this lame, Duke and I are going to a sports bar.
Pug Hugs ~ Gidget