Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for April 02, 2016

Rusty’s the punter on the local footfall league.

Rusty — the Imelda Marcos of footwear.

Rusty, did you leave part of your collection as a trip hazard? Quick, grab Mr. Stempe’s blue suede shoes!

Last week Rusty got hold of the Drexler’s boy Durston’s Little Red Wagon, and proceeded to take out the entire contingent of the Early Morning Walking and Eating Donuts Club.

Only April 2nd, and Rusty thinks he’s already a shoe-in for Ballard Street Bowsers Bad Dog of the Year…..

But he has a lot of competition….

Still… Ted Drexler would tell you Rusty was born to take home that trophy.

Mr. Stempe’s orthotics are faulty.

Rusty sure has a good throwing……paw?Jaw?

Watch out for launched loafers and catapulted clogs!

NOW ITS BACK-WTF

Mr. Stempe is now Mr. Stumpe.

And he’s down for the count!

“Who needs hands or arms??” says Rusty.Soon they will be calling Mr. Stempe a……loafer.!!

Mr. Stempe stomped.Rusty just rolls the shoe down. It is all in the timing.

Hi Beviek and susan! Good to see you commenting on the goings on at Ballard Street. It is good to keep up with the Jones, doggy wise.

Just rethinking this, if Rusty were going to throw the shoe, he would turn around and kick it with his hind foot. That is a move you do not see in soccer.