MONSOON IN PARIS?

Hey! Brenda gets to go to France, so why not me?

It's not that I don't like wine and cheese, like some guy I heard about on the radio.........

My people just won't let me enjoy their treats!

Safe Journey Brenda! 

Got Bat.........I don't need your fancy ball...........

Monsoon. Jackie Robinson Day. 2012.

Okay, so we go to the beach as usual and toss the stick. On the way back, here's a really nice softball washed up at the edge of gentle waves. I've tried this before and once in a great while it works. Not today........

I grab a stick. A good sized one I don't think Monsoon will like. I toss the ball up a bit, smack it in hopes of enticing a chase, but Monsoon lunges, instead, for the stick in my hands..........

Back home, I break out my old wooden bat from who knows when. We go out into the backyard and again, I toss the newly found softball up a bit and hit it gently, urging Monsoon to chase the ball.......NO WAY.

She comes after the bat! Designated hitter perhaps?

We'll see if she learns to pull a ball up the third base line............   

HAPPY SPRING