This is a story someone wrote. (Not going to tell to protect HIS privacy.) :)
The Baseball Game!
The Hoppman Family Pets were playing baseball. The teams were the Cats vs. the Dogs. The Cats were up to bat first. The first batter was Annie the cat. As she stepped up to the home plate, Tommy, the cat, exclaimed “To think we eat on those!!!” Annie frowned. Saber, the dog, was the Umpire and Scooter, the dog, was the pitcher. Tommy giggled, “You must hold a lot of water!! Or lemonade for that matter.” Scooter pitched a curveball. “Strike one!” Saber declared. “I wasn’t ready!” protested Annie. “Hey Scooter may I be a cheerleader?” Tommy asked. Scooter shrugged, “Sure.” The second pitch came and Annie swung with all her might. The ball landed on Annie’s toe and Annie shrieked, “Ouch!!” The bat flew high into the air. “Its going, going, and gone!” Saber declared, “Its just too bad it was the bat instead of the ball.” “Way to go Cats!” yelled Tommy leaping in the air. “You’re out!” Saber called at the third strike - out. Tiki, the cat, stepped up to the plate. The ball was pitched, and Tiki shrieked out; “Hey! Are you trying to kill me?!?!” “Strike one.” Saber called out. Tiki ducked all the other pitches that came his way. “You’re out.” Saber said. “That’s right!” shouted Tommy, “Go Cats!” Tiki booted Tommy in the air as Risky, the cat, stepped up to the plate. She was the Cats only hope. Scooter pitched the ball and….. Wham! The hit was a homerun! The Cats cheered as Tommy declared, “I’ve seen my Grandma hit a better homerun than that when she had a broken arm and leg! Go Cats!” Risky ignored Tommie’s crude comment. Despite the Cats homerun they lost to the Dogs. The Cats pitching was terrible and no one wanted to be an Umpire. “Go Cats!” Tommy yelled.” “Yea right,” Tiki snarled, “Some cheerleader!” “Bad sports these days…” Tommy muttered then frowned, “Go Dogs!“
The End
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