This really happened today: I took the big dumb yellow dog to the park and I threw the ball. The dog ran after the ball. I threw the ball again. The dog ran after the ball. I threw the ball again real fast and low to the ground. The dog ran after the ball and as the ball jigged and skipped across the grass, a hawk dove straight down out of nowhere and tried to catch the ball as if it were the weirdest little neon-colored rabbit ever, and about six feet before this medium-sized hawk reached the ball it noticed that there was a big dumb yellow dog barrelling straight at it, and the hawk zinged off to one side at such a sharp angle I couldn't believe it kept all its wings on, and it flew away with a not so dramatic style, wobbly, maybe a little embarrassed. The big dumb yellow dog did not notice. She got the ball!