Sunday, February 08, 2004


Throw rocks at boys is rather therapeutic (via the presurfer)

a boy I know is rather disgusted at my throwing ability. So is Flo. So when I take her walking I arm myself with tennis racquet. (This doubles as threatening birch.) Meanwhile I have been eyeing off the dog ball chuckit slingy things I've seen in operation in the park. Trouble is they say TO THROW IT: There’s a learning curve of 10 to 20 throws.
I think this may be a modest estimate.

and because it's bronte's birthday I thought I'd recycle one of her faves...
as I once said : Guaranteed to turn any Jack Russell into a karaoke fiend in five seconds.

Comments: throwing

OMG I forgot Bronte's birthday! I've seen those chuckers here too BTW. They look a little 'tricky' to me. Pats to little B.
Posted by Nora at February 8, 2004 11:21 PM

don't know if they work, almost bought a cheap one with some Pretzels at Coles the other day.
Guess it still depends on whether you're an un-co chucker or not?

Little B and co. didn't get a birthday walk as it was a cool 40 here apparently.
Posted by boynton at February 8, 2004 11:26 PM

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