Maybe I don't hate hockey afterall.

Despite my previous posts about hating hockey, I may be changing my bark. Mostly because Mom got me a stuffie version of Slapshot. I only get Slapshot during road games or when Mom comes home from a game. He's a handsome 'n snuggly l'il fella and I LOVE HIM!


Look at my empty bed in the corner. I haven't slept there in weeks! Snuggling with Mom and kicking her if I dream of chasing squirrellies is more fun.
It looks like I'm sleeping, but I'm really not. Gotta keep an eye out for anyone putting "the biscuit in the basket."
Tonight Mommy's Capitals played in Anaheim. Actually they're still playing and that means I get to stay up past my bedtime!! YAY FOR TIMEZONES!!! Also, YAY FOR MOM GICING ME A TREAT EVERYTIME THE CAPS SCORE (so far we've got six goals...9:54 left in the third). Hehehe.

Oh yeah, do you know what this is??!?

Yup. Vanilla Milkshake. There's a man who comes to our door with 'em on occasion. Usually he brings a pizza too. I wish I had a milkshake man of my own. My Mom is being very Lisa the Mean-esque and not sharing. Not even after I've been cheering on her team. Hrmpfh.

Also, BERNIE SAYS I AM BEING LAZY WITH MY BLOG. Silly boxerboy has NO IDEA how much energy it takes to be as pretty and as cute as I am on a daily basis. Sometimes I am so exhausted there's just no energy left for your girl Gucci to post on her bloggy. SO TAKE THAT BERNSTER!