There is a new course in Lawton OK, > 7000ft, which is basically installed across a huge prarie dog town. For the first month or so, all the pDogs were afraid of the discs enough that they stayed away. Now, some of them, particularly ones who live close to a basket, are getting bolder. I've had a pDog push my disc several feet (maybe 10) closer to the pole. They also have a tendency to chew on the disc, leaving tooth marks all around the edge. So other than being a funny story, would the interference rule 803.07 (B) apply, this can be very difficult to call in that they usually start moving the disc while players are 300ft or further away.

Thanks for the help.
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I sense the next Caddyshack movie coming...

Obvisouly they can be trained ;)


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There is a new course in Lawton OK, > 7000ft, which is basically installed across a huge prarie dog town. For the first month or so, all the pDogs were afraid of the discs enough that they stayed away. Now, some of them, particularly ones who live close to a basket, are getting bolder. I've had a pDog push my disc several feet (maybe 10) closer to the pole. They also have a tendency to chew on the disc, leaving tooth marks all around the edge. So other than being a funny story, would the interference rule 803.07 (B) apply, this can be very difficult to call in that they usually start moving the disc while players are 300ft or further away.

Thanks for the help.
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Now I'm not moving anybody's disc but mine :D:eek: :o, You can't call interference on me :cool:

Card call as to the original spot for your next throw.

Bring me CE discs next time

I sense the next Caddyshack movie coming...



It all comes down to one mans putt on the last hole. He misses and the disc lands on top of a prairie dog hole. At the same time the crazy grounds keeper turns on the fire hydrants and water comes shooting out of the hole and flips his disc into the basket. Everyone cheers because the good guys just won. But then someone pulls out their rulebook and states that it was interference and has to be put back. That man is then immediately swarmed by prairie dogs and dragged back down to the secret shrine underground to be made a sacrifice for actually quoting rules during a tournament.

I smell an Oscar performance. Or at least a Razzie