(Cue Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood theme music.)
Hello, its me, Lily. Are you having a nice weekend? I’m having a smashing good weekend.
This weekend it seemed like everyone was at our local park having fun. Normally I run around in this park and hardly ever seen anyone. It must be the long holiday and the beautiful weather—everywhere you looked there was activity.
There were so many squirrels! And they never stopped chattering! What are they always yammering about?
Aaah, my favorite lake.
Look at all the ducks. There were also tons of geese.
And tons of goose poop. I love goose poop! I like to roll in it. And I like to eat it. YUM-EE!
Look! There’s fish jumping out of the water.
Every 20 seconds there was another fish jumping out of the water. Look! There’s another one! Oh, and there … and there! Aaaahhhh, there’s too many!
I tried to jump in and catch a fish, but they’re a little too fast for me.
So, instead I decided to hunt frogs. There were a billion frogs!
You have to be very, very quiet when you hunt frogs.
But they have really good hearing. I couldn’t catch one no matter how I tried.
Finally I had some success. I found a dead fish! WOOOHOOOOO!!!!
This is MY dead fish! You can’t have it. It’s mine, mine, MINE!
I love it! I’m going to roll all over it I love it so much! I’m going to smoosh it into my skin so that the smell will stay with me forever!
And although I think eau d’fish smells DIVINE, before I was allowed back into the house I got a real long bath. I was scrubbed from the tip of my nose to the end of my tail.
I now smell like Hawaiian Ginger, which isn’t as sweet smelling as eau d’fish, but whatever, man. I got a bunch of treats after the bath, so it’s okay.
Happy Labor Day! I hope you get a dead fish, too!