FOOORE!

I think I have started a new hobby with Dad...GOLF!

 

Mom always makes the comment that she can't buy Dad flowers like he can her, so what's equivalent in Dad's eyes...Gift Card to Golf Galaxy!

It probably took him maybe 24 hours to go to Golf Galaxy and get a new gripper for his putter. Mom and I have no idea what that does, but I know one thing...if it involves a ball being tossed to me, I don't care what else it does! 

 

I think was able to provide Dad with enough tennis balls...

"Let's see your best chip shot there Dad, I bet I can catch it!"

 

"Whoaaa look at the air on this one...I'll still get it!"

 

Like humans, dogs make mistakes and aren't perfect either! (I know, it's a big surprise, especially coming from me!) But anyways, I can't always control and catch Dad's wild putts and they end up going under the bookshelf! And when I can't reach a tennis ball that I KNOW is under there, I will literally wait and wait and wait until someone else has to retrieve it for me!

"Stop taking so long, Dad! You're the one that had the wild putt, so hurry up already!"

 

I think my next field trip is golfing with Dad! Mom say's they may have to disguise me a bit for that one, but I'd make a great caddy! :)

 

SMILES

-E