dear secret garden diary,
i keep reminding myself how close we are to garbage day when my dumpster cans will be empty again and ready for the next big load. i am loving this whole recycling deal. the grump buried the smallest piece of cardboard in the yard today and strutted around with a dirty ass nose- i had to dig it out of his secret garden just to see what was so damned important. it killed me to find that tiny piece of cardboard- so i called him a, 'crackhead.' he didn't like that very much and growled at me and tore up the slipper i'd given him earlier. i got him two more of the black kong balls he loves yesterday in st. louis and he likes to lay on them like eggs. i've never seen anything like it. he keeps the old red kong ball by his mouth and the two new black ones under his body as if they were to hatch. i don't spend time in the secret garden and i think everyone knows that. i'd rather go to the zoo.
i keep reminding myself how close we are to garbage day when my dumpster cans will be empty again and ready for the next big load. i am loving this whole recycling deal. the grump buried the smallest piece of cardboard in the yard today and strutted around with a dirty ass nose- i had to dig it out of his secret garden just to see what was so damned important. it killed me to find that tiny piece of cardboard- so i called him a, 'crackhead.' he didn't like that very much and growled at me and tore up the slipper i'd given him earlier. i got him two more of the black kong balls he loves yesterday in st. louis and he likes to lay on them like eggs. i've never seen anything like it. he keeps the old red kong ball by his mouth and the two new black ones under his body as if they were to hatch. i don't spend time in the secret garden and i think everyone knows that. i'd rather go to the zoo.