Well, I wouldn’t exactly call myself a tarte, but when mama and papa are watching soccer matches, I sometimes sort of space out and just let it all roll over me, so to speak. But at other times, I have a ball. HAHA.
Tonight they are sitting on the edge of the couch because Barcelona, only one of the greatest teams in the world, is playing our beloved Roma, and guess what — La Roma is doing magnificently, aggressive and precise and the score is 1-0!!! OUR FAVOR.
But, as I have mentioned before, I do love soccer and I did watch the screen but tonight, I was exhausted after running outside just before dinner and discovering that WATER was POURING DOWN on ME! Mama warned me but you know how it is when you’re at the door and want to get out.
Even if you should really case the situation, you’re a kitty and you want out and that’s it!
So out I went.
And came in WET. Really damp.
So that’s why I’m stretched out on my couch, recovering from the trauma.
Wet is worse than the VET!
WE WON AGAINST BARCELONA. THE BEST GAME OF THE ROMA IN 50 YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mama and papa are more than happy, I can tell you that!
Wow! Congrats to your team, Loulou!
WE ARE SOOOOOO HAPPY.
Yea Roma – those are the guys with the cute legs, non?!!!! Actually I prefer food shows. Where it shows them eating. But totally relate to the horrors of RAIN! It’s been doing that here TOO – and I much prefer to “my business” on nice fragrant DRY grass and not get my feet wet! YUK. Loulou, there must have been something REALLY tempting to make you go out in the rain. The big furry fiancé who climbs over the fence? Teehee – we have so much gossip to catch up on!!!
WELL, IT IS POURING HERE and MISERABLE!!! The rain even came UNDER a window in mama’s bathroom and she thought for a minute that…well…you know. But I would NEVER do that. HUGE winds.
I was mistaken by the headline. I expected the recipe of a tarte your Mama and Papa enjoy eating when watching a soccer match.
Je me suis fait avoir !
Ah, you are correct and not correct. They eat pizza when there is a soccer match, pizza maison so I guess it’s a sort of tarte, haha.
You match the ball 🙂
You mean fat and round, haha? I get it, thank you. Black and white.
Well, I hope you didn’t get so wet that you end up at the vet ! But I’m sure Mama toweled you warm and dry.
Is a “soccer tarte” sort of like a baseball groupie ?
Yes, that’s exactly what it is!!