Guinness the Athlete!

IBet you didn't know I am a great athlete, did you?  Well I am!  And I think my Uncle Dave will be pretty impressed when he sees what I'm really good at.

It all started at the Dog Park.  Remember the frizbee that Izzy and I play tug-o-war with?  You remember -- this one!

 

Well, Mom threw it one day, and I jumped up and got it mid-air!  Mom was hopping up and down she was so happy.  I wasn't quite sure what was making her happy, so I brought her back the frizbee and asked her to show me what was the big deal.  She just threw the frizbee again and I let it fall in the gravel, and brought it back to her again.  She wasn't hopping up and down, so I had to assume that the fact that I had brought it back to her wasn't what was making her happy.

 

So I tried again.  This time when she threw it, I jumped in the air and got it mid-air again.  This time, I caught her taking a picture.  That was a sure give-away.  When Mom takes a picture it's because I did something she likes (or maybe, something she doesn't like - but it's something significant in some way).  So I decided it was the mid-air thing she liked.  I asked her to show me the picture.  It was really bad!

 





 

I told her, that wouldn't do.  No one would know how good I was if THAT was the picture.  So I told her to get her camera ready, and I would do a good job catching the frizbee.  (She only had her phone, but she didn't do too bad a job.)  Here is the series she took of me catching the frizbee:

 



I'm pretty cool, huh?  Do they give Varsity Letters and Sweaters for frizbee catching?  Or maybe I can get into the Olympics.  I'm going to practice really, really hard.  I'm going to Rio De Janeiro in 2016 for the Summer Olympics.  Hurray!!!!

You keep practicing your sport, and you too can join me in the Olympics!

Love, G