Damp Pants

I like the color green. It reminds me of grass. And I like grass, the smell. Too bad everything that is green doesn't smell like grass. The dining chairs would, and my pencil, and my mother's eyes. Hmm... That's vulgar.
My dog, Murray, got stitches yesterday. I've never had stitches. Of course, he also barks at the bath tub. I've never barked at the bath tub.