Murder Scene

"Hi, Hi, this is Astro!" "Ya, and this is Zephyr!"  For some reason Mom has not been blogging lately.  We don't know why, she says something about being busy and blah, blah, blah.  So, we are taking over the computer to let you know that we have still been having lots of fun.  Ya, we are all about the fun.

Here I am, Astro that is, looking super fine as I move through the forest having a grand time.  I'm sure I was on my way to find something really good.

Eh hem, Zephyr here, do you want to hear how our mom tried to embarrass us?  Our forest has a lot of yellow toadflax.  She says even though it's kind of pretty, the toadflax is invasive and therefore must die.  Sometimes she gets this crazed look on her face and starts tearing at the ground.  We have no problem with this as usually she just uproots a few of them and we go on about our business of having a good walk.  Well not this time.  She went nuts.  It looked like the scene of a mass murder.  She moved through the forest like a mad woman using both arms, grabbing left then right, not even looking back, leaving a trail of mass destruction behind her.  She must have killed at least one hundred of them.  She says she is not the only one that does this, but still, we were so worried that some other dogs would come along and see us.  How would we go about trying to explain to the other dogs that oh, our mom was just weeding the forest?

I tried to distract her, "Hi Mom, don't you want to come run with me?  Aren't I so cute?"  It didn't work.  Of course she wouldn't document her destruction and she didn't give us the camera claiming we wouldn't be able to use it anyway because of our lack of thumbs.  Whatever, how convenient for her.

"Zephyr, is Mom really doing this?  She looks like a crazy weed wacker."

"I know, I'm so worried the other dogs will come and see and then they'll always laugh at us because "We're the dogs with the crazy mom that tries to weed the forest."  What should we do?"

"Let's get out of here, run home and act like we don't even know who she is!"  We made a break for it.

Then something pulled us back.  She said it was our love for her that made us return.  Hee, Hee, Bwah, Ha, Ha, Ha!!!!

Ya right!  It's more like the pocket full of treats that you always have Mom.  Smoochies to you Mom!  You better get busy or else we'll be doing all the posts!