Wednesday, 7 December 2011

A tree's a tree's a tree right?

Ok, so this is my story. . .

. . . In the garden I happily eat the branches of the tree.  I seem to be allowed.  So when a tree appears in the livingroom, I can eat that too right?  Right??? 

Seemingly not.  I got shouted at each time I pulled off the branches and ran away with them.  All 756 times in fact.  I don't understand.  Me Mam grumbled something about 'bloody dog where's your Xmas spririt' but I ain't got a clue what she's on about.  A tree's a tree to me.

1 comment:

  1. Humans are very strange. We have a tree growing in our lounge too and I'm not allowed to cock my leg up it. Why?