A Birthday and Soccer

     Well, it was Hoover's 5th birthday. He's now about 35 in dog years and is still living with his parents. And he still is a kid. We gave him an alligator squeaker. Yuck. He just chewed it up. Now it's all wet and slobbered up. 
     Now to talk about the last day of soccer. It was our last game as U-10s. So I wanted to do my best for the end of the year. And if you play with your best effort the entire year, you can get to keep the effort ball. And now to tell you about the games and something I got. Hint, hint.
     We played Columbus the first game. The fields were terrible because there was a bunch of rain. The center was like a swamp. So the game wasn't the best. We lost because we got tired. The other team could sub their entire team and we had no subs.
     The next game was a lot better. We played Center Grove and number 3, again. This game was good for Cutters. In the first half we led. The second half was action packed. The game was tied, 6-6 late in the game. We had some great team play at the end, lots of passing. I called for ball and one of my teammates passed me the ball, I shot and scored. That was the game winning goal for Cutters. For the last minute we played defense until the game was won. 
    Then the Best Effort balls were handed out. Our coach said my name and I said, "Huh? What? Oh." I was surprised and dumbfounded for a moment. Then I was happy and excited.  And it sure felt good to get it.    
     Now a short animal shelter story. This is about a kitten who thought Mom was it's mother and sucked on her shirt. I was sitting down when another kitten dove under my feet. I was wondering why when that other kitten leaped on my back and scratched me. I yelled and shot up. It was a little embarrassing. I will also mention the kittens really liked me because I spilt a meatball sandwich on my shorts earlier in the day.
   Next post will be about my comic book camp and the behind the scenes tour of the animal shelter. So stay tuned.