My old man loves the game of golf. He’s what you call a hacker. Frankly I don’t get what’s so fun about hitting a little white ball around and then chasing it. I mean, it’s not like the balls are marshmellows or even eggs that you can eat afterwards. But hey, nobody ever accused humans of being the sharpest knives in the drawer.
Well, a labrador on the other side of the pond appears to have taken his love of the game of golf and married it up with his love of grub. Ingenious. I wonder why no other canine has ever thought of it!
A dog had to have....http://boknowsonline.com/2008/09/08/dog-eats-bakers-dozen-worth-of-golf-balls/
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