Pete's Expert Summary
My human presented this... contraption... to me with an unnerving amount of enthusiasm. It appears to be a set of two plastic claws with netting and a small, dense sphere. Their marketing babble suggests this is for some sort of flailing activity in that vast, terrifying puddle they call a "pool." Frankly, the entire concept is an affront to my dignity. A ball that *bounces on water*? Preposterous. Water is for drinking, sparingly, and for avoiding at all costs. While the netted scoops might have some theoretical potential for commandeering unattended treats from the kitchen counter, and the ball itself might be acceptable for batting *if kept dry*, its primary function makes it an egregious waste of my time and their money.
Key Features
- PLAY LACROSSE IN THE WATER: Take your lacrosse game to the water! The Mini Lacrosse set by Waboba brings you a fun new way to play lacrosse or learn lacrosse by using a water bouncing ball instead of a regular lacrosse ball. The beach lacrosse set includes 2 sticks & 1 water skip ball.
- COMES WITH A WABOBA ORIGINAL BALL: The Waboba Original ball skips on water & provides a fun way to play mini lacrosse games. Use the stick to bounce the ball on the water & catch it too. The Waboba ball helps kids learn to catch without getting hurt when they miss, & is easy to retrieve by scooping it up in the net. Improve lacrosse skills in the summertime by creating your own beach & pool games.
- SHORT HANDHELD SIZE: Smaller than regular lacrosse sticks, this beach toy set fits perfectly in suitcases for summer vacations & is a great size option for kids. Perfect for travel, playing in pools, kids learning lacrosse, & just plain water toy fun for all ages! The shorter 17 inch size of the mini lacrosse sticks allow for more range of motion when playing in various depths of water.
- PERFECT WATER TOY FOR THE BEACH, LAKE, OR POOL: Lightweight & easy to carry! Provides endless entertainment at the beach, lake, & pool. The Waboba water lacrosse set is a great outdoor beach game. The mini sticks make it suitable for pool lacrosse games too. Entertain the whole family for hours, & create epic catch games with your friends all summer long whenever you’re in the water!
- NONSLIP WATERPROOF HANDLES: Both Waboba water lacrosse stick handles are wrapped with a waterproof neoprene fabric to provided extra grip against those slippery sunscreen hands.
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The annual packing ritual had begun, a chaotic whirlwind of fabric and frantic energy that always preceded my imprisonment in the carrier. It was during this domestic upheaval that the Amazon box appeared. The Human, my primary can-opener and chin-scratcher, tore it open with the glee of a kitten discovering catnip for the first time. He pulled out two short, plastic sticks with bright green nets and a small, solid ball. “Look, Pete! For the beach!” he chirped, waggling one of the sticks near my face. I gave the neoprene handle a cursory sniff. It had a clean, synthetic smell. I rubbed my cheek against it, not in approval, but to mark it as my property. If it was to exist in my house, it would bear my scent, a clear sign of ownership and a warning to all lesser beings. My attention, however, was captured by the ball. It was a handsome sphere, a vibrant orange and blue, with a satisfying heft. The Human set it on the floor. I approached with caution, my tail giving a slight, inquisitive twitch. I extended a single, impeccably groomed paw and gave it a gentle tap. It rolled, but with a solid, purposeful momentum, not the flighty, hollow rattle of inferior plastic toys. This had potential. This could be a worthy adversary for a midnight patrol through the living room. I could see it now: a daring chase under the sofa, a triumphant pounce in the hallway. My brief daydream was shattered by an act of pure sacrilege. The Human, in his infinite ignorance, picked up the promising sphere and carried it to the kitchen. I followed, a sense of dread pooling in my stomach. He turned on the tap, filling a large mixing bowl with the great enemy—water. Then, without a moment's hesitation, he dropped my newfound treasure into the bowl. I watched in horror as it didn't just splash, it *skipped* across the surface, a demonic little bounce that defied all known laws of physics and feline propriety. He then used the netted stick to scoop the now-sullied, wet, and utterly ruined ball from the bowl. He turned to me, a proud smile on his face, holding the dripping evidence of his crime. The betrayal was absolute. He had taken a perfectly good, land-based sphere of entertainment and desecrated it, dedicating it to the horrors of the aquatic realm. The toy was not merely unworthy; it was an abomination. I turned my back on him, my tail held ramrod straight in a gesture of ultimate contempt. He could keep his water sticks and his blasphemous bouncing ball. I would be napping on his suitcase, making it very clear that some lines should never be crossed.
