Super Bowl

You may have heard…there was a big game today. And, since Denver is just 90 minutes downhill from Cheyenne, we have a larger than average number of Broncos fans here. So, this year, I actually watched the game AND the commercials. We did stay home to watch it because the commercials and the conversations about those commercials on Twitter are important to me.

Plus. Sad Broncos fans.

But there were important things learned today.

First, Oliver loves the Kitten Bowl. We watched it while we were waiting for the pregame commentary to finish up. Oli, personally, could have watched it all night. By the end of the game, The Boy was thinking HE would rather watch the Kitten Bowl. Okay, not really.

Second, The Boy has never heard of the Puppy Bowl. I switched over at half time to try to watch feline half time. It wasn’t on. But there was a big puppy picking on a chihuahua and I started yelling “unnecessary roughness! Where’s the ref?” The Boy had just enough time to give me a weird look before the ref stepped in and made the call, telling the big puppy to play with dogs his own size.

Third, If Tail is giving you attitude and you grab him to keep him from slapping the grey kitten in the face? You can wag a brown kitten. Obi joined Oliver on my lap. When I held his tail down, he wagged himself right off the couch. This, evidently, was my fault.

Fourth, Twitter is the best thing ever for nights like this. Not only did I get to enjoy snarky comments – about Chrysler’s ad agency not realizing they’re owned by Italians, and Jaguar forgetting they are owned by an Indian company, plus thousands of Americans losing their minds over Coca-Cola recognizing that our country is multicultural (some clever tweets, some just really sad) – I also got to follow the Puppy Bowl, the Kitten Bowl, AND the Super Bowl at the same time. Plus, did you know there was also a FISH BOWL!?! I didn’t find out about that until the end.

Fifth, The Boy and I can spend five minutes trying to combine the words Twitter and snarky. It is not possible to say “twnarky.”

Sixth, did you just try to say “twnarky?” You did. I know you did.

Seventh, Oliver snuggles for approximately 22 minutes at a time. Then he has to get up to eat something. Then he comes back. Then he gets up to grab a sip of water. Then he comes back to snort the water he inhaled onto me. Then he gets up for a snack. Then he comes back. Then he needs to pee…

Eighth, if you laugh at commercials you will disturb the kittens.

It’s rude to disturb the kittens.

So, in summary. Twitter? Good. Commercials? Good. Game? We weren’t bowled over.

 

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Blue Be Gone

Obi has been bored all week. I think this is the feline version of cabin fever. He walks around the house crying, “bored, BOred, BORED.” The only things that quiets the cries is digging under the couch for a toy – his pink fuzzy or the flat mousie will work. Only those.

The teddy bear mousie, a usual favorite, isn’t doing the trick this week.

This morning, the pink fuzzy was in the middle of the floor. The flat mousie was on the loveseat. So I dug for something else. And I found! The! Blue and Pink! FUZZY! I was so excited. I set it in front of Obi.

He looked at it.

He looked at me.

He looked at the fuzzy.

He looked at me.

WHAP. The fuzzy went under the couch. Way, way under the couch. And with a flick of his tail, the brown kitten went over to his pink fuzzy and snuggled down next to it.

Blue? He doesn’t think so.

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It’s Thunder Thursday! This will boring for those of you who aren’t on Twitter. But if you are, may I suggest you follow these cats?

Achilles and Savanah
Schrodinger’s Cat
Rocky and Rosie
Cat Food Breath
Wil Wheaton’s Cat (yes, really)

And then I found Anakin. He has two legs because he was born without back legs or a pelvis. Here’s a video. He’s AMAZING.

Conservative with the kisses, Liberal with the belly rubs

I apologize to anyone who looks forward to my usual three posts per week. Not only did I not do a great job blogging last week, but then on Sunday I forgot it was Sunday and didn’t post at all. And yesterday I thought it was Tuesday all day; I don’t know what that makes today.

Anywho, today – in case you hadn’t noticed – was election day. No matter what party you align with, the best place to follow the election is Twitter. The twitterverse is full of very funny people. Oliver was trying to lay with me on the couch tonight. I’ve been gone all day and he really needed a snuggle. But he finally gave up on me because I was laughing so much and it was disturbing his nap.

He went upstairs.

A while later he came downstairs to give me another chance. The laughter continued. He gave me five minutes before walking off in a huff.

Obi has stuck with me the whole time…on the far end of the couch. He cast his own ballot – for continued belly rubs, cheese treats and ear kisses (in moderation). He also favors his two household representatives who hold him so he can be tall.

That’s a platform he can stand on.