Today I learned what sound a chewed-up, dog-slobbered pseudo-tennis ball launched from a plastic flinging device makes when it hits a small girl right on the head. Couldn’t do it again if he tried. Devastated the kid, confused the dog (“Where’d it go?”). Thankfully, it was our own kid and not someone else’s. She got over it with the help of a cute puppy fix.
Damn funny, though, if she hadn’t wailed for 5 minutes afterward and made all the other dog owners at the dog park think we were beating our child.
I also learned what a workout with a personal trainer is like. Interesting… not much I didn’t know but good for the motivation. We’ll see if he can make any progress with me. He keeps talking about improving my diet… I think I’ll make that his biggest challenge. Make him earn his money. Off to drink scotch now. Mmmmmm…scotch.