Backyard Bowling Strike

I dug a fuzzy neon-green tennis ball out of the clover beside the patio. It was almost as tall as my chest! Rolling it onto the flat flagstones, I scampered ahead to set up my targets: three empty plastic seedling pots arranged in a neat triangle like bowling pins. Trotting back to the starting line, I squared my plush feet, took aim, and threw all my weight into a running two-paw shove. Rumble-roll! The heavy ball charged down the center seam and slammed into the lead pot with a crisp clatter, sending all three cups tumbling into the mulch. Scoring a clean strike in my custom minigame felt incredible! #TeddyBear