Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for March 18, 2019

This aggression will not stand.

Puppy pool!

Love those dogs! They have established gutters between lanes and all that. What a pair of scoundrels! I have to believe that Jerry is rewarding us with “greatest hits” in these last few days.

Mayhem or not, it’s going to end up a gutter ball.

I hear they take turns with target selection. He whose turn it is to choose simply lets go when he believes the target is in range.

It’s totally going to be Rusty. Look at those eyes.

I thought the strap was elastic. Have to re-think it now.

Old Mrs Helmsletlie is coming up the walk, let’s watch and see what happens.

I do believe screaming and screeching is about to ensue.

This outta be good!

I know, I should be ashamed of myself…. hee hee.

Rusty! Scooter!

NO! Bad dogs!

Do I need to call the Sheriff again?

MONKEY!!!

Please come talk to Scooter and Rusty!

You can speak dog….explain the consequences.

I can’t believe everybody is just standing around laughing while those two wreak havoc!

You wanna watch Mrs Helmsletlie get her leg broken?

Right…. they’re basically nice dogs, and they probably wouldn’t do that on purpose…

but in spite of their many talents, they haven’t quite figured out the laws of physics…

and what a downhill bowling ball does to a tibia..

C’mon guys…. let’s do something else.

Rusty? Scooter? Come!

You wanna play cowboy?

Go get your cap guns and meet me in the park.

There’s milk bones in it for you if you’re good.

NO…. NO MORE bowling ball.

Bowling balls are not toys.

Well, yeah…. kinda toys… but just leave it!

(Monkey…. hurry…. )

They sound like one of those insurance commercials.

Better be a sixteen pounder.

Please, no one teach them about trebuchets.

They are working on a Turkey, and there are plenty of them around on Ballard Street.

Lawn bowling, doggies version.

What impresses me more is how they get it back up the hill…

These really are the dog days.

Chevy Chase’s dogs from Funny Farm?

Where mailmen are nervous …

Those two are meaner than a junk yard dog.. they must have had a very traumatic puppy hood.. But then most of life on Ballard street seems.. strange.

On the sidewalk below, the Ballard Street Antique Stemware Festival.

Pity the four Bieber boys, staggering down the sidewalk, full of ‘nanner daqs, singing (off-key, of course) all the show tunes from Cats.This is right up Scooter & Rusty’s alley. A perfect strike!

This is what happens when dogs aren’t allowed in Hilltop Lanes.

Let go, let go! I wanna see what happens! :-D

Their humor will bowl everybody over.

New program replacing Bowling For Dollars……Bowling for Salesmen. Get three in a row we all get treats!

I have heard of alley cats, but bowling alley dogs?

I don’t know if I have ever seen Rusty and Scooter together! MORE PLEASE!!!