Suck it, Fluff!

Saturday was Rival Day at our house. My Gators took on Helton's Vols. Like it was going to even be a contest. We chomped up those Vols 59-20 and Helton proceeded to pout in the corner (until mom and dad got home, then he jumped on the counter like the bad kitty he is). Vinny follows South Dakota State, but, uh, who are THEY anyway? Mom was happy that the Gators won, but sad about Notre Dame and Minnesota. Both mom and dad were glad that Nebraska lost. Dad wanted Colorado to win, but stupid Florida State did. Boo.

The things have been doing ok. The bigger one has had a couple accidents in the house, but mom says that's her fault because she waited too long to take him out (silly her for wanting to sleep in past 7!) The bigger one got all worked up this morning because I was playing with his leash. I mean, dangle it in front of me, and I'm going to attack it! Well, I went a bit too far and plowed into him and he yelped. I kinda felt bad, but then I remembered that I'm the superior being. Later on, the other thing was walking thru the living room and walked right into me! Stupid lady drivers!

Dad and uncle Craig are going to the Rapids game this afternoon. I'm not coordinated enough for soccer. Mom and my cousin Michael are going to the Raider/Bronco game. I hate the Raiders. But mom and Michael like them a lot. Uncle Craig does, too. Hopefully mom won't come home too crabby when the Raiders lose! Uh, hopefully mom comes home after having to deal with the Raider Haters...

Adios,
Ellis D