had a bit of the white this morning.
some icy. some drenching
wet. some scary-ass
wind. (loud wind makes my tail
curl under my ass). overall
coldness, innit. I remember pooping
in the meadow, which was
filled with puddles.
sun-bathing by afternoon.
…but be patient. Disc thieves often lack the skill to actually take possession of a disc.
At times it may seem like you have lost control of the disc by way of a lucky move on the part of a disc thief…
Do not let disc thieves fool you.
Disc thieves are always eyeing your disc.
Even when it seems like they are not.
Be one step ahead.
In order to maintain control of the orange disc you should place yourself between it and any potential disc thieves.
We’re all pretty goddamned excited that the orange disc has emerged from out of the ground.
whenever a good chase starts,
the Bald Man stops it. he says
we’re on injured reserve. he says
he’s keeping us on it indefinitely.
he’s ruining our spring training.
who’s gonna catch the rabbits?
it’s sure as hell not gonna be his slow ass.
I got a needle in the shoulder today.
For dis temper.
Which is bullshit, cuz dis here temper ain’t even
been that bad
Joke’s on the Bald Man, tho.
Cuz that cute vet with dem blue
eyes and dat neck
tattoo weren’t there.
My God, the smell of chipmunk in the morning.
Don’t be fooled by the cold, Runt.
You hear dem birds, donchoo?
Let’s mark some goddamn spots.
The balls keep surfacing from the white.