I was caught in a rut after Super Bowl XLI. What the hell was I going to watch? Jack Bauer’s ass-kicking hour wasn’t upon us yet so I had to scramble for something. Thank God for Animal Planet. I must admit that I watched Puppy Bowl III for most of last night. And I must admit that I was more entertained by Puppy Bowl than I was Super Bowl.

What’s Puppy Bowl? It was something with no point. It was lots of dogs playing on a small football field to the tune of random jazz songs. And it was entertaining. The dogs came out of a tunnel, much like the Colts and Bears did. Then they were shown on camera for three hours. All they did was play. What the hell was that camera guy thinking? While he may have questioned his job, I was certainly loving it.

Puppy Bowl III featured “Water Bowl Cam,” which gave us a unique perspective on the dogs drinking out of their water bowl. Then they decided to simply stomp out the water dish and spill the water everywhere. When it appeared the dogs were tired of playing and being hyper as hell, the halftime show began: cats doing the exact same thing. I prefer dogs but at least the cats were there to appeal to people that can actually tolerate those sneaky bastards.

No matter how long I watched, I simply couldn’t turn the channel. This stuff was hilarious. But the highlight of the show came when a dog proceeded to take a dump at midfield, prompting a referee (not Ed Hochuli) to come out and pick the crap up with a plastic bag. Who wrote this show? Because they’re a damn genius. If you missed the fun, here’s a clip of last year’s Puppy Bowl II. If you really want to see what the fuss was about, feel free to place your order now.