And now for the mischief part of this day. And I am not the one who is the cause of mischief... It's my MOM. Let me tell you about it. See twice a week MOM mows the yard. My self appointed job is to walk beside her every step of the way. It takes between 2 and 2 1/2 hours to mow our yard. Good thing I was there this last time.
Do you see it? Right there in front of the mower! STOP! MOM STOP!
It's one of my beloved Beaver Sticks! Risking life and paw I ran in front of the mower to save my Stick. Sheesh MOM! Lucky I got to it just in time and no Stick was harmed. MOM "says" she saw it and was just kidding when she got so close to killing my Stick. Yea right. I can tell you this is not the first time I have saved a Stick from the mower. This is why I walk every step with MOM while she mows. I have rescued countless sticks in my life time.
After a hard and HOT day of rescuing sticks and cuttin' grass we kicked back for a cool beverage (that's my special Puddles beer) and a snack. I get the tomato and MOM gets the cucumber, we ran out of Cheetos so these are the next best thing.