Couch potato heaven

Roc is just exhausted! It's been almost a week since the festivities ended in Beijing and still the little guy is just worn out. Two solid weeks of sports on tv - if it wasn't the Olympics, his Cubs are still in contention and his beloved Bears are about ready to start the season. That dog's idea of paradise is a wall of televisions with his favorite bed planted right in front of them.

How does he know?

We've been seeing all kinds of commercials lately for the big, summer blockbuster movies. I want to see Harry Potter and Ratatouille (I have a great recipe for ratatouille - wonderful stuff ). I'll definitely put Transformers and Die Hard on my Netflix queue. But Roc's decided there's one movie that surpasses all the others on the "must see" list.
Underdog, of course. I have no idea how he anticipates the commercials. All of a sudden he'll stop and run to the tv to see his hero. Even Dax, who for the last three years has paid no attention to the tv at all, looks up to see what the fuss is about when Roc sees the commercial.
Confidentially, I think he's got a crush on Polly Purebred. The room gets totally quiet when she's on the screen.
It means nothing, of course. His previous fascination was with Bruiser, the chihuahua on Legally Blonde.