Today was an interesting day. Our team, the Dallas Cowboys played the New York Giants in their new home in Arlington, TX. The humans and I were all set to watch the game too. There were lots of dips, assorted meats, that smelly “beer” stuff for most of the humans and those “coolers” for Mom. Everyone was in the living room and I, who had been outside, was brought in just in time to watch the game. I went straight to my preferred spot on the couch when – gasp – Mom sat down in my spot! I gave her the evil eye and she just patted me on the head, gave me a piece of her salami, and proceeded to ignore me in favor of the tv.

And that is how I ended up on the floor trying to watch the Cowboys play while avoiding getting my pretty, fluffy, tail from being stepped on every time the humans jumped up and down. That Romo though, he’s so stoopid. I think he thought he was playing for the Giants ’cause he kept throwing the ball to the wrong team! They call them “interrceptions” but I swear he was doing it deliberately. I wasn’t the only one who thought so either. The humans all agreed with me. You sees, Romo was like one of those weight loss product you see advertised on tv late at night. He played, humans started loosing their appetite and then were eating less altogethers.

Mom was even ranting about the game on Twitter! Eventually it got so bad I left. Mom still had my seat and wasn’t giving it up, the humans were stomping and yelling, and no more food was being handed out. I decided to come over to teh interwebs since Mom left the computer on. Before I could do that though Mom came over and tried to steal the chair from me.

Theres I was, minding my business and then Mom pulls the chair back and tries to sit down. When she saw me she tried to pick me up and put me on the floor but I wasn’t buding. I dug my claws in and held on. Eventually Mom settled for Tweeting while standing up then heading back to watch the game.

Wut? You thinks you can steal my spot then come and sits here during commercials? I don’t thinks so. Oh noes Mom, you took my spot now I takes yours!

After the game I had to gives up the chair ’cause Mom wasn’t taking no for an answer. She was very upset since the Cowboys lost (BECAUSE OF ROMO! GRRRR!) so I decided to be generous and let her have her chair back. Aren’t I nice?