Ball Mortality Thanks to Morrie

Ball Mortality Thanks to Morrie

He gores them and he punctures them and rips them on the bias,
demanding that we throw them from the pool or on the playas.

Every time we throw a ball, he’ll chase it and then snatch it,
and one time out of four, he’ll meet it in the air and catch it.

Then he will purloin it and we find when he is finished
somehow our tennis ball supply is rapidly diminished.

This radical behavior is supported by each caster
who realizes unthrown balls are the real disaster.

And so our local sports supply store profits from our loss
because we have to soon replace every ball we toss!



Prompt words of the day are  ball, supply, gore, bias, disaster and radical.

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My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

16 thoughts on “Ball Mortality Thanks to Morrie

  1. Marion Couvillion

    That Morrie makes me SMILE, *he and I would get along great, those devilish black eyes and a “grin” that tells me that he is a real treat. As you already know it seems that the smaller a dog is, the more I love them.. I may have told you that when I was in school in California, I was attacked and badly mauled by a very large German Shepherd, all the way to needing to take rabies shots. He had been trained as an attack dog for the VietNam war and was supposed to have been rehabilitated. He had me by the throat on my back, and did not let me go until his owner came out of the house and gave the command. Sense then a black German Shepherd scares the devil out of me, and is also one reason I love smaller dogs. So has that beautiful little puppy stopped growing yet~!.. *I buy the smaller tennis balls from Amazon they are cheaper than the real ones and are easier for Tami to get in her mouth. (Is it difficult to get Amazon shipments into Mexico~?) Tami made her own rules on the “fetch game”. No way is she going to bring it all the way back to me, she runs by me to try to make me chase her, around and around and when I get tired chasing, she will finally drop it about four feet from me, if I reach for it, she grabs it and the chase is on again.. Like her taking me for a walk, I think she is just being sure I get enough exercise. However when she decides it is time to play she will take a toy or ball and actually toss it at me by swinging her head, while letting it go. You already know how much I love that little twerp. SAM


    1. lifelessons Post author

      Ha.. I love the vision of Tami exercising you! I’ve found that the Wilson Competition extra strong balls are the only ones that stand up. The off-brands I buy don’t make it past one or two sessions and then the inner part cracks and begins to crumble. Your story about the German Shepherd is terrifying. I was bitten by a little dog when I was three so was terrified of little dogs..and then when my dad bought a registered Weimeraner from Germany, it loved me so much it would knock me over and that scared me, too. They would give me a fly swatter to ward him off.



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