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.