Apparently they went to Colorado Springs so mom could see the Gopher Hockey team play. They lost. That's what she gets for abandoning us. They also went to see 3:10 to Yuma. Mom is a big Russell Crowe fan. I'd have rather she waited til it was on DVD so I could watch it with her. I'm a big connoisseur of the contemporary Western film.
They came home late on Saturday and imagine our surprise when we woke up on Sunday and there was snow everywhere! I am a resourceful kitty and I was able to find the warmest place to seek shelter. Don't I look comfy? I was.
Mom complained that all her teams lost this weekend. I think she forgot about our Gators. They won. And then she was REALLY mad when Boston won and made it to the World Series. She really doesn't like them. Dad doesn't, either. Mom is trying to get tickets for the World Series. I hope she gets them because I really want to go. I've been keeping score at home with every game. I would like to meet Troy Tulowitzki and voice my displeasure with the Rockies using the Mark Ellis cheer when he is up to bat. That really gets my goat. Figuratively, I mean. I don't have a goat. They're big and smelly. Kind of like Vinny.
Mom's work gave her tickets to see the Nuggets play tomorrow. They are in the suites. I think that's great, because in the suites we won't have to worry about Vinny running off after food all over the Pepsi Center. Wait. He doesn't run. He waddles.
That's all for now. Until next time,
GO ROCKIES!
Ellis D
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