I spend my time in the backyard doing three important things, I sniff, hoping to find a frog or two to catch. I like when they jump, then I jump, then I bark, it's really cool. Usually I only find frongs late at night, then I get in trouble for barking and waking the neighbors. Whatsup with that!? No frogs today.
So I sniffed some more, it smelled like SQUIRRELS! I hate those darn things. I bark when I see them and run fast and try to catch them. I haven't caught one yet, but I'm still young and there is still hope for me.
And here are some Mulberries that fell off our tree. I don't eat them cause them make me sick. There are so many of them and the birds and butterflies love them. Some of them have been there a long time (clean that deck lady) and they are starting to ferment. They smell kind of like cheap booze (or so I've been told). I wonder if they make the birds drunk? I wish they would make the squirrels drunk, then maybe I could catch one. Hmmmm. Drunk Squirrels, now that would be funny.