
In this case, it landed in the Hudson River. Harvey is developing his pitcher's arm. He is a south paw like his maw. The other day he threw a spikey high heel into the breakfast table and just missed the bottle of hot pepper oil. Sometimes he decides to jettison the NYTimes over the porch into the front lawn of the Aberwyck. Other activities include throwing his books and toys over the futon. This is not good when there happens to be a person napping/sitting on said futon... Joe: I don't want to encourage this behavior, but I have to admit I am a bit proud!
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