Rule Breakers

Our fenced-in back yard can get a little boring, so every now and then I take my guys to a nearby tennis court to play. I’ve never seen a soul using it, so even though dogs on the court are verboten, I don’t think anyone really cares (or even knows) that we’re breaking the rules. We play a little fetch, and chase the squirrels around the perimeter: Granted, fetch on such an unforgiving surface ain’t great for old joints, so we only do a few tosses, then we just hang out. Zeke revels in his rule-breaking status: