Saturday, June 12, 2010

Dear Tennis Ball,


...I'm going to train Kittie how to pick you up. Don't think I won't manage it. I know she's terrified of you - maybe it's because you don't look like a squeaky raccoon or because you don't taste good, but she's going to learn how to chase you down and wrap her big, sharp canine teeth around you.

Heh? You for real, Moms?

Yeah, I said it.

Tennis ball, you are going down.

I not so sure bout dis....

My nervous Agility Star is going to learn Flyball - and that involves your destruction. I just thought you should know.

Okay, Mom. Whateverz you says.

But Tunnels is betterz


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