the bird and the tennis ball

       -so    
                "here I AM"

           driving along down a sunny dirt road, deep in bear country gravel road that is fairly snow-covered..I AM singing a happi little tune to myself and wearing my gold shoes out in the snow for the first time- (They used to be black and white leather and I took out the laces and spray painted them a shiny gold...and people complimented me on them quite much and they said 'did you actually paint them?' and I said 'yes' and they said 'I thought that's how you bought them' ..so I'm a little proud of those shoes but I really shouldn't be)

                          ~anyways........

       I'm driving along and this thing flaps out in front of me and I get a wee bit scared because the roads are slickery and if it is a large animal I may end up in the ditch! (large animals cannot fly*) ..but here it is just a BiRD!! (sparrow iThink) and I hit the poor little thing :( 

                         (at least it wasn't a QUaiL)

 -so

          "I got to thinking"

                                             Would it not be neat to hit a tennis ball in the stead of a bird?
    it would probably make about the same sound..and the tennis ball probably would not perish! It would just go bouncing merrily away to join the rest of his friends on the court & live
          HaPPiLy EvER afTer!