Zeke and the Masters...

Zeke was fired up today. He kept leaping straight up in his pen and you could see it in his eyes – he knows – its Masters Week. Zeke loves golf. He loves to chase down the plastic practice balls I hit in the back yard. But he just sniffs them. I think they are too small for his liking. Tennis balls are more his style for chasing and chewing. It’s the first major of the year in golf. As Zeke says: “all the big dogs will be there!” Zeke is old school, like me, and will be cheering for Norman to win! Tiger who? Phil who? Go Greg! I told Zeke how cool it is to be at the Masters during this week. The course is awesome and even if there were no players around it is so cool to see the course. TV does not do it justice. Zeke glanced at the TV once when the Masters was on, but the only time he was really interested was when the crowd, “the patrons”, erupted in cheers over a great shot. Zeke was disappointed again that he did not get any practice round tickets this year, but he also knows how tough it might have been to go during Holy Week. He is a busy dog.