From a text to a friend:
Arnold and Cisco got beaten by the squirrels today. I met Jim and we flew Farrah, an ounce heavy with food in her gut, in that same field. She looked OK, but missed on a bunch of flights. Jim went to fly Doc, and Farrah figured out the field. She caught five, then Jim came back and wanted to fly Doc on a homer, so I quit flying her. Great stoops with the tundra P. Chased some spars. Farrah will be heavier on Wednesday. So much for cutting her back this week.
Arnold and Cisco got beaten by the squirrels today. I met Jim and we flew Farrah, an ounce heavy with food in her gut, in that same field. She looked OK, but missed on a bunch of flights. Jim went to fly Doc, and Farrah figured out the field. She caught five, then Jim came back and wanted to fly Doc on a homer, so I quit flying her. Great stoops with the tundra P. Chased some spars. Farrah will be heavier on Wednesday. So much for cutting her back this week.
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