Before the rains come again, I convinced mama to take a long walkie today, even though she was less than entirely enthusiastic when we started.
This way mama! THERE ARE CONES
Oh yeah. Tons of perfect packages of pine-cone-y goodness. The better to fit larger amounts into my mouth!
It was during this brief rest stop that I began to count how many cones I had in my possession. Usually I can comfortably fit 4 large-ish pine cones in my mighty jaws. But these little ones? More like 10…
Impressive, eh?
What mama? You want to walk before the rain starts? I blow raspberries in your general direction…
And then politely ask for a glass of water as we pass by Kettleman’s bagels.
Mmm… replenishment.
Love,
Bogart
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