Monday, December 7, 2015

Grazin' in the Grass Is a Gas

Baby, can you dig it?
This is a disgrace, is it not? Yellow and brown and dry. 
Not even worthy of the name "grass" anymore, is it?
This is another disgrace. Green and fresh and tasty.
The disgrace here is that it is currently residing above the kitchen sink,
inaccessible to Yours Truly.

"Maybe it will be ready for you to-¯mor-row¯," said the Human.


16 comments:

  1. Hang on Spitty - why is 'above the kitchen sink' inaccessible? Just climb over the dirty dishes, through the sink, prop yourself up on your hind legs, stretch your paw and whap. I think you could get it down on the floor without too many problems. You might have to tippy toe through the soil and smashed up pot, but hey ... such is life. The grass will still taste good.

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  2. At least you have grass, Spitty. We don't have any to graze in...or dig it.

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  3. Yes, what is this 'inaccessible' ? Explain!

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  4. We were wondering about the same. "Above the kitchen sink" doesn't sound impossible.

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  5. Hey, disgraceful grass is better than no grass. I can only dream.

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  6. Cod helps those who help themselves...

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  7. Summer's right! TODAY! Climb up, Spitster!

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  8. Spitty, looks like the comments are all for you to go get it yourself! Show that hoomin who's boss around there...hehehe

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  9. We actually didn't think the first grass looked too bad, but that new grass looks extra nommy! Hope you get it soon. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

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  10. Inaccessible? Does such a word exist? Come over here where I have acres of lush green grass waiting to be chomped.

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  11. You need to try that cat grass I blogged about with the promo code. MOL!

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  12. Grass is the best stuff. TBT went to college mostly to learn that a shoebox is a kilo, a pound is 2.2 kilos, and the rest is fun. The rest of the time was just studying history and science for no particular purpose...

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