A conversation between Chuck Billy and Asa as they drifted off to sleep last night:

Wow brother, that was one amazing party.

Best Super Bowl party ever, really.

I can’t believe Mom and Dad thought if they took us early we could burn off some energy playing football with those kids.  HA!  Like they could ever tire us out!  Between my patented zig zag move, combined with your iron clad grip on the ball, those kids didn’t have a chance!

Thank you big brother, but I think you totally earned the MVP award with how you sidled up to that little girl pretending you wanted a bell rub, then snapped to your feet while grabbing the ball and running off with it.  The humans could barely hear her crying the way you were squeaking that ball so much.

Oh sure we had some good moves on the field, but I must admit we made an even better team during the actual game.  It was priceless how you stood in front of the TV during the Wiener Dog Heinz commercial and started sniffing the screen.  You had everyone so distracted I was able to swoop in and steal a lick of that bowl of chip dip without anyone noticing!

Yes, that was really awesome!  I’m still kicking myself though for making the rookie mistake of licking Dad’s hands after he ate those hot wings.  What the heck is that sauce?!  And to think Mom worries about what we eat!  She really needs to pay closer attention to Dad instead.  That stuff is not safe for dogs nor humans!

Oh and how you “accidentally” locked the host’s cat in the bathroom!  I can’t believe you kept a straight face when people noticed Simba’s absence.  Then I almost started barking out loud when he was discovered and they said Simba must have shut the door himself!  They had no clue it was your wagging tail that did it!

Yawn…yes, it was the best Super Bowl party ever!  Good night brother…we make a great team!