Sunday, February 2, 2014

Puppy Bowl!!

Poor Momma is sick, pals.  She's got the plague (or just a cold...)  Anywoof, she's glad the Puppy Bowl is on today to distract her.  I get to go to Grammy and Pap Pap and Thumper's house to watch the big game of footballs.  Momma don't care about the footballs.  She's just gonna sit in her chair with her tea and her book and a box of Kleenex.


  1. Awww....POTP fur your Momma, Fizzy!
    We are gonna see the Puppy Bowl here, too!
    Have fun Fizzy!

  2. Oh, deer. Yur poor Momma, Fizzy...Hab BIG FUN at Fumper's howse, doe! Den go home an' act WEEL sad an' junk dat yu wented dere, eben doe yu habbed BIG FUN!!

    1. Z-pup, Momma doesn't mind that we go to Grammy's house! In fact, she LOVES having the whole house to herself, even if she's not feeling good!

  3. Yeah, I bet she misses ya Fizzy when ya aren't there.

    Get to feelin better real soon Mrs.Fizzy!