Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Summer is here!

It is so hot. I don't like it when it is hot. The horses are lazy and don't like to run. It is too hot to chase them anyway. The gooses stay down at the pond, so at least I don't have to put up with Stoopid Goose. The cats stay inside where the cool air is and sometimes they want to get in my cool spot, but I make them move.

My Dad is doing some weird things outside. I think he has finally gone crazy. I didn't do it, it was the goose! Anyway, he goes outside and gets this big, loud machine and takes it inside this fence. Then he walks up and down inside the fence in the dirt. He has some weird stuff in there that he calls "Veggie Tables". I never saw any tables like these before, but I guess he really likes them, cause he goes in there alot. And they must be bad about trying to run away, cause he has some of them tied to stuff AND he keeps the gate closed.


Saturday, he went out there and stayed and stayed and stayed. Finally he came in and he was all wet. Mom made him take a shower. I was worried about him, cause it is hot outside and I think he must have had to chase the Veggie Tables, cause he brought in some green things and put them in the fridgerator. I hope it wasn't Veggie Table poop, cause Leo ate them all! (Leo is the boy that comes here sometimes and calls me his brother or his son. I'll tell you about him one day. He is really fun.)

Finally, Dad sat down and he smelled all good and clean. He said he had more to do for the Veggie Tables, but I am smart! I laid down on him so he couldn't go back outside! Him and mom and me decided to watch movies then. That was cool with me, cause I like popcorn.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Dear Taz,
Thanks for saving your Dad's life. Those Veggie Tables are really, really mean! Sometimes they are called "Cukes" How bad is that?

I do have to speak freely to you about your manners. When you go to someone's house and they let you housesit for them while they go out with your Mom, you really shouldn't eat their walls and door!
Granny's front door looks like it was attacked by those mean veggie tables. Now I know you are much nicer than that, so I don't know why you decided that my door would be tasty! I hope you didn't get splinters in your gums.
I love you anyway,
Granny