I don’t watch football.
Don’t understand the rules, don’t know any of the teams or the players, don’t know what the fuss is all about.
Hockey? Different story.
But for Christmas this year, Tilly’s people gave Lola Pug a little football jersey. It was as if they knew that I had been depriving her all these years.
She was captivated.
…wouldn’t take her eyes off the game…
I don’t know what happened. I wasn’t watching. I was in another room, doing other things.
I assume that she was barking for the Patriots (she *does* pick teams, much to my amazement and amusement), so perhaps her funky mood this morning is due to their loss last night.
Ah, well, there’s always the NHL.