Posted by on Jul 2, 2018 | 16 comments

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Well, my Furry Godmother – and don’t you love that title –  sent this pic to mama and then SHE sent it back to me to post because she thought I was so cute, lying there with daggers in my eyes directed at THEM in you know where.  I just LOOK cute and relaxed–actually I am seething today about the fact that I can’t watch the World Cup with them, even if Italy is not in it.  I sort of miss my soccer nights, the three of us yelling together when our team scores and mama trying to be (anyone’s!) coach–“Mister” in Italy.  I guess they’d have to call her “Mistress” but I’m not sure that would go over so well…

Maybe just “Miz”. Or Crackerjack Coach, haha.

Hey, what am I saying–there ARE NO WOMEN COACHES of men’s teams.

Then again, there’s always a first time, right?  And mama loves just being a Couch Coach anytime there’s a game.

Meanwhile, I’m putting my paws up and kicking back on my couch until THEY get their act together and get back here.

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Or maybe on my garden chair…sigh…I miss them.