Made the mistake of taking FIVE kids with me, once. Second hole my ball hit a small bird. They both hit the ground at about 20 feet in front of us. The children ran over to the poor feathered birdie and said, “Dad, you killed it!”; just then it took off. Must have been more scared of being trampled than hit by a golf ball.
Made the mistake of taking FIVE kids with me, once. Second hole my ball hit a small bird. They both hit the ground at about 20 feet in front of us. The children ran over to the poor feathered birdie and said, “Dad, you killed it!”; just then it took off. Must have been more scared of being trampled than hit by a golf ball.