My person took me out for an extra walk today because she wanted to get some pictures, and I took advantage of it to get some weed munching in. My person kept telling me to quit, but she was too busy with her camera to do anything about it, and I kept munching away.
What am I saying here? Somebody’s going to think I’m turning into a sheep. I still like meat and dog treats and stuff, but an occasional weed for dessert is nice. And I’ll chase the sheep before I turn into one myself.
Where was I going with this? Oh yeah. I got a taste of the weeds on my trails and I really looked forward to trying out the weeds in my yard. But you know what my person did? She went out in the yard and started pulling those weeds out of the ground. She put them in a big black bag and threw that in the garbage can.
I think I could have convinced her to save some of those weeds, but she wouldn’t even let me go out in the yard with her. She said it wasn’t even to keep me from eating weeds. Something about getting bored and jumping the fence when she was out pulling weeds before.
Hey person, that was way last summer. I won’t do that again. I’ll just stay in the yard and graze. Really.