But I just remembered something. The day before when we were in the wash, we walked past my red flowers like we usually do. These flowers like to hang out in my wash. I’ve never seen them leave it. There are a few that creep up to the edge of the wash, but they don’t get out.
Normally these flowers are very quiet. They don’t even move much, unless there’s a breeze. But this last time we walked by they were very noisy. They were making a buzzing sound.
And there was movement all through those flowers. It almost looked like the flowers were jumping off their stems so they could visit each other, but none of the visitor flowers were red like the others.
When I looked closer I realized that all of those visitors were bees. The flowers were full of bees. Where did they all come from? They’d never been around before.
But before Detective Dog shows his hat on the question of bees, I’m still working on those invisible things my person told me about yesterday.
Now I think she made up that “no see ‘em” story because she didn’t want to bother the bees. I’m not buying it. She’s going to have to come up with a better story.