She probably should have predicted this. Probably, given that she threw entirely at an awkward angle that lines up with `Totally meant to throw one way, but it seems it's gone the Worst Way`, but there is little time to really think about that as she's diving out of the way herself.

"HaaAHH-!" Yikes!

Yelping aside, that doesn't go great and she's soon rather covered in sand- there is probably so much in her ears from doggy kick-off, she didn't even hear that cursing. The only thing that will probably make this worse is when they come back with the ball, at this point.

For now the sand is an astoundingly good place to rest one's face. "Mngphg." She'll just be here, behind the upturned chair.