Summer, 4th of July, the best part is corn on the cob! I really like corn on the cob. I just love the sound  the cob makes when I bite into it.

Uh-oh, I hear foot steps…

 

Um, we-ell yes, I did get it out of the compost.

You’re not going to take it away from me are you?

 

Throw the ball, throw the ball, please throw the ball. I’ll catch it. I promise,

unless I forget

 

And get distracted with something like that. What’s her deal anyway?

 

 

 

I got it! Now just a minute, while I take a victory lap, get a drink of water, leave the ball in my water bowl and come back to wonder why you wont throw the ball.

 

 

Look, no hands!

 

 

Nah, I don’t want to bring it back.