Despite the rain, we did the walkathon. Tasha was thrilled, Shelby was okay but not happy about being wet, and Hope tolerated it all in confusion. We found a baby wagon on Friday to put Hope in so we could just pull him on the walk. We originally thought Tasha & Shelby could pull him, but they were too fast & nonlinear.
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Right after the walkathon, we had paintball with some of the staff (& friends) of the Humane Society. It was SO much fun....but SO painful. We all have huge welts on our legs, backs, head, etc. At one point, these little kids challenged us to a game against them. Considering they had all their own gear (outfit, gun, paintballs, etc.), we were a bit wary. Misty, of course, accepted the challenge on all our behalves. Four of us ended up hiding behind the same structure and got picked off one-by-one. Once two were gone, I started muttering "I want out; I want out", meaning I wanted to get out with the least pain possible. I got nailed in the wrist, which is now swollen. But I was out - hooray! We obviously lost - the hustling little twerps. It was suggested the next staff-bonding event be something like an inner tube float down a nice, calm river.
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