Mama says i am in the dog house.
we don’t have a dog so we don’t have a house for one. so tell me how can i be in it?
all i know is that Mama is not happy.
it’ is all because of our flowers. oh, excuse me! her flowers.
remember when we planted these?
i thought they were delicious!
we i am not supposed to eat them. she doesn’t eat flowers. her loss.
so she took out the ones that i left for later–i like the flowers best so i like to wait for them to bloom and get tasty.
she planted some new ones–very pretty they are.
i just don’t get it. salad bars are for eating. so why would Mama plant a salad bar if not for me to eat it?