Leggo My Eggo

I went to that real nice place this weekend. You know, that place that has all of the good smells and we get to run around? I've been there twice. I really like it for some reason.

Those people did this thing where they put eggs all over the yard. I don't know what they were doing, but the lady kept getting mad at me for picking them up and running off with them. She got really pretty mad at me for eating one. No one else was eating them. I thought it was pretty good.

I found lots of good dead things to roll in and I ate some deer dung. That lady didn't like that, either. You should see how she acts when I do what I do (and I don't even know what I'm doing so I don't know how she even expects me to know).

That place, though, they say we're going to go back. There is something about it that gives me a good feeling.