Wild Flowers

It was so hot at the park that the dog rebelled and decided, rather than walking, she wanted to roll in the wild flowers and then watch the world go by.

She is a smart girl, that dog. She never does more than she feels like and she never wastes time not enjoying herself.

She may take after the Butcher in that regard.

3 thoughts on “Wild Flowers

  1. The Tao of Mrs. Wigglebottom.
    This is a truly great post, a great lesson, and a beautiful poem.

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