Bad for me....

Dear Kids,

You aren't going to believe this. I can hardly believe it myself. Of all the luck, just before the race. My brother, who has gotten really carried away with this Jay Feely visit, decided he wanted to try his luck at kicking a football. I know, I know, dogs don't play football, right? Well somebody should tell Blueline that! We were out in the back yard and he was bugging me (like always) to hold onto a football so he could kick it. Now picture this: here I am, trying my best to hold a football between my front paws, and Blueline turns around facing the opposite direction. He backs up to where I'm holding the ball, and with one of his hind legs, lets loose as hard as he can.

He missed the ball. He kicked me right in the head. I had to go to the vet and get a couple of stitches and you aren't going to believe it, but the vet shaved my hair so now I have a little bald spot on the top of my head!!! I'm so mad at that Blueline!

Well at least you won't have any trouble recognizing me at the races - just look for the funny looking Mal with a bald spot. Hmmm, I wonder if the chicks will feel sorry for me?

I got another email that I want to share with you. Here it is:

Hey Breakaway , Did you see the team from New Jersey? Also tell your little brother that Jay Feely may play for the New York Giants but he kicks in New Jersey . New Jersey is representin! See you soon . Your pal from New Jersey

I'll pass that along to the only kicking Malamute in the world. By the way, did you know we have teams coming in from New Jersey for the races? We do. Sled Dog excitement has taken over the U.P. and we are very very excited about the races. See you at the races! I may be wearing a hat, you never know!






Your bud,
Breakaway