Good day everyone. this is The Daily Bone and I'm your perceptive doggie
commentator Chester L. W. Stephens.
Today some alien invaders were spotted in our next door neighbor's yard. There's one of them right now. See that one-wheel thing he's pushing? It's full of mysterious, stinky mulch. My vigilant associate Joseph (Joey dog) Stephens and I went out and barked at them, but they just ignored us. Perhaps they don't speak Doggish.
Yup. That sure is some stinky mulch! I would love to roll in it!
How come our mulch isn't all nice and stinky like that. In fact, our mulch is nothing but pine cones!
|Ouch, ooch, ooch, ouch, ouch.|
Joey dog here. Don't tell Chester, but ghostwriter gathered up all those pine cones and put them there as mulch to try to keep him from trampling the irises. He doesn't like stepping on those prickly pine cones.
Hey, I heard that!