WILSON!!!!

So my “pack leader” took me to the lighthouse this weekend. Yup, you know the one, I’ve talked about it before (see murder). Well what started out as a nice morning for me turned fast. My ‘Mom’ was ‘playing’ with me and throwing my ball. Sounds harmless, right. Before I go on, I need to tell you I love my tennis balls. Not any tennis balls, I am brand loyal. I like the air bud squeaky balls. They are just the right amount of chewy and bouncy. You can throw one into a pile of like a hundred, and I KNOW which one is mine. OK, so I can continue now. Well my Mom was throwing the ball, and Whoosh- yup that was the sound of the ball as it went over the sea wall. I ran to the edge and it looked, so close. I thought maybe I can jump and get it. I looked back at my Mom, and then the water and I got too scared to jump. I am so upset at myself. There was my best friend bobbing up and down, just out of reach. My Mom came to look at it and didn’t do ANYTHING. “Sorry Cooper”. What!! Sorry!! WTF. She just kept walking, I walked along the seawall, and watched, helpless. When we were about to leave I ran to the seawall one more time. I just stared. “WILSON!!! “. I watched as he drifted further away. What I want to know is how the HELL do you throw a ball that far off course. Seriously, how?