The other day we helped Dad put up a storm door on the back of the house. Unfortunately we didn’t get to meet Adrill like some of you lucky puppies, but we did have a giant box to chew on.
Dad wants us to tell you all that he normally doesn’t let the grass get so tall, but it had been raining and too wet to mow. I don’t know why he’s embarrassed for you to see it. He should have been embarrassed for us to see it. We were the ones who had to do our business while the tall grass was tickling our bums!
Kat