HOLD ME BACK

Yesterday after work Bud and I went to play tennis at the complex courts. We brought Copper and Sadie and I marveled at what a sweet scene it made - and actually, Copper brought us the balls half the time. The other half he grabbed them in his mouth and ran away. With a gleam in his eye that said, "Ha, you don't control me!" Well, no, I don't control much of anything except for say, the magazines on the coffee table. You all will STAY where I put you! So we are enjoying some ghetto tennis (I do not exactly know how to play) when what should erupt from the nearby pool area but a...REDNECK FIGHT! Whee! I told Bud we should have brought popcorn because everytime a fresh wave of, "YOU $%#*& GETUHWAY FROM THIS POOL $%&^# BEFORE AH #%& YOUR *&%$ AND YOUR %&$*#" broke out, Bud ran to the fence to watch. I kept missing it because as I ran across the court to catch up on the drama, someone would have held someone else back and the juicy part was over. It never really ended so I finally did my nerdy part, with flushed cheeks, and told the office that someone was fighting, uh, right outside your door. Because you didn't already know.