Millions of leaves, miles of trail, and hundreds of hikers and dogwalkers, but it was my nosey mutt that made the discovery. I guess it shouldn’t have been a surprise though, if anyone or any thing was going to find a broken tennis racket it was going to be my dog. I should have known better than to have named him Baghdatis.
Padre
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Now why a tennis racket? Is that your game of preference, Padre?
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I had originally thought tennis ball because dogs seem to like them, then the tongue in cheek reference to a pro known for breaking his rackets in anger took the lead.
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Oh yes, him. He won me a distinction when I was at Art College. A moment in sport, was the project brief.
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