This sport is seriously ridiculous. Wait, did I just call it a sport? It’s throwing large plastic balls down a long lane to knock things down. And people make fun of me for chewing on a kong? Really?
Thank god they didn’t have any bowling shoes for me. Can you tell I’m so not amused?
They even listed me on the official roster. I was on the kids team. Let’s just say, if they had shoes that fit my paws….and I had fingers and thumbs…..I would have won.
But instead, I have more important things to do. Like alerting the dad that the girl was running too high. Which I did, and I got my cheerios. The girl got some insulin.
And then the girl could enjoy the rest of her time bowling. As if anyone could enjoy bowling….
Me, I’m over it….can we go already?