We had lots of rain this summer and it created some special treats for me out in the yard. My person calls them weeds. When my person let me outside I would start munching. Some of those weeds weren’t the best tasting, but I’ll eat anything – except olives. My person must not have liked me munching on weeds because sometimes she’d grab me by the collar and make me go back in the house.
Sometimes my stomach would get all grumbly and rumbly and I wouldn’t feel very good. My person said it was probably from all the weeds I ate. I’m not sure why. I eat lettuce and don’t have any problems. Isn’t that kind of like weeds?
I guess my person got tired of me eating those weeds because one day she went outside and pulled them all. She didn’t even save any for me. She threw all of them in the garbage. Do you believe it? What a waste of good weeds.