"Kathleen" > wrote in message
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>I admit it. I am. But times are hard and you take your laughs where you
>can find them.
>
> So Dear Daughter and her beau were over for dinner and were out back on
> the trampoline, much to Zane's delight. Zane is our big male border
> collie. He has a tennis ball fetish. And a trampoline fetish. His
> favorite thing in the whole world (apart from flyball) is seeing my
> daughter put her headphones on and roll up her jeans. This means she's
> going out to jump on the trampoline, which means he can jump with her, and
> bring her tennis balls, which she kicks or throws for him to retrieve.
>
> The presence of Boyfriend adds a new dimension to the game. The pair of
> them throw the tennis balls at each other as they bounce, in what I can
> only interpret as some sort of bizarre courtship ritual, and Zane
> retrieves them after the ricochet.
>
> I consider Boyfriend either foolish or in love because there's no way
> anybody with an ounce of common sense would allow DD to peg a tennis ball
> at them at short range. The girl has a hell of an arm on her, and dead
> accurate aim. And sure enough, she hit him in the eye with one.
>
> Inside, I dug in the freezer for a package of frozen peas to apply to the
> emerging shiner. Only, I didn't realize there was a split in the plastic
> bag and as I was getting it out, a handful of frozen peas spilled and
> bounced all over the kitchen floor.
>
> It was funny enough to watch Scully scrambling around the kitchen,
> scarfing up individual frozen peas. Seriously, what kind of border collie
> is mad for frozen peas? But when Dear Daughter added in PacMan sound
> effects... "WOCKA WOCKA WOCKA WOCKA WOCKA"...
>
> It ranks right up there with the whole "peanut butter on the roof of the
> mouth" thing.
>
Now this I would have liked to see!


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