It was a very busy day for Forester! After a quick geocaching trip he rested up as we had him pencilled in as goalie for our lunch-hour hockey game. We didn't have any equiptment that would fit him so just before leaving I took 2 minutes and cut him out a stick and mask from cardboard for him to wear
With Forester in net we were losing 12 to 3 so we decided to trade him to the other team. It was soon after that I found myself breaking in on Forester from the off-wing. I cut to the middle and let loose a 1-footed snapshot! Forester read the play, stayed with it and took it in the lower gut (well, actually lower than that). He made the save but had to sit out the rest of the game with his injury(he talks funny now - more like a smurf - and probably has some of the same coloring).
Later in the evening Forester got to witness Tito Ortiz's dramatic win over Ken Shamrock in UFC 40! (He was going for Shamrock - A leprecan thing I guess). Immediatly after we wisked him off to a midnight screening of the new James Bond flick at an un-disclosed location in the city. He got himself a Coke that was bigger than he was (where does he put it I wonder?) and when the movie did not start on time, he took it upon himself to go up to the booth and crank it up. Got home at 3:30am. Forester is a party anmimal! He never sleeps. I'll have to put him back soon because I can't keep up with him.
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