It's early on a stayhome morning and the Curls have been awake for a long time, sitting on the getoffthecouch staring at the flatbox (the one that sometimes has a doorbell or a dog in it, which is exciting, but usually just makes noise - the humans stare at it, though). They say things like "goal!" and "yes! He's on my team!"
I thought they were going to get up and take us for a walk, when one of them said "Hey, the Arsenal game's on!" They sat back down, and even though they pet us, they're distracted. Rolydog and I have tried looking cute, putting our heads on the table, or a knee, or even on the lapfingertap box. We even sat with our noses pointed at the glassdoor. When they yell "Oh, Van Persie, so close!" we think they need our help to cheer them up, but they still sit. We could make they feel better; besides, if they don't take us out soon, water will start to fall from the sky!
Wait - late breaking news - they yell "hooray Van Persie! Happy 91st Birthday Opa Wim!" I know that an Opa is a grandfather, cause that's what they call Uncle George
Curls are happy, but still no walk
Finn, wishingiwasonpatrol
Such a good dog, cheering on his mamma's team... (Close game in the second half.)
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