Today, my hat's off to the berry pickers.
Cuz I HATE berry picking. All that HARD MANUAL labor for a few handfuls of dirty, mushed up raspberries. That I don't even like eating.
Doesn't help that I dumped the box of berries out twice during the picking. But who wouldn't?
It's HOT and DUSTY. And the dust is hot. And the heat is dusty. And it's PRICKLY, too!
And all I wanna do is get back in the hot car and go somewhere else. I will sit in my car seat GLADLY!
But Mommy keeps insisting on one more berry. Even on the walk back to the car, she kept stopping for one more berry.
Which leads me to this strategic sitting spot.
Yep, looking for a good home - that's me!
Just in case you think I don't know what that sign behind my head says, here's what I told Mommy while sitting there:
"I WON'T put on my shoes! You're not my mommy ANY more!"
Never mind that those shoes are my favorite green slip-ons...
You might find an explanation for my behavior in the next photo. And that's the TOY aisle, folks!
A trip to the park made everything better, of course!
All smiles to ya!