Humor Non-Fiction posted March 20, 2017

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Flowers blooming and Lacey is sniffing them all

Spring is Here

by Bichon

It's the 20th of March, the first day of spring. That's all I had been hearing all morning. It has been permanently drilled into my head by now, I suspect. I was on the verge of letting out a low growl to show my unhappiness with the recurring phrase, but before I could even open my mouth, mom had grabbed my leash. My mood changed spectacularly and I started bouncing around the house. Maybe the first day of spring wouldn't be so bad after all, I thought to myself.

I was wrong. You couldn't even class this slow prancing as a walk. Every time mom spotted a flower, she pulled my leash backwards and placed me promptly in front of it. "Stay... okay, good girl! Wait! Don't move yet, give me a nice, happy smile!" That was all my little puppy ears had been hearing on this strange walk. I so badly wanted to explain to her that I wasn't a baby, I was a year old! That's 7 in dog years, you know.

In the middle of our walk, we spotted some freshly planted daffodils. Before mom could even drag me over, I dashed towards them, almost pulling her along. I burrowed my nose into the flowers, making ridiculous snorting noises according to my mom. Thankfully, mom was happy with the results of the photos she took, without my permission of course, but who cares. I got to smell some nice flowers and mom was snap happy.

Just when posting this I heard of a weather alert claiming it will snow later, oh the joys.
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The picture is of Lacey when she encountered those great smelling daffodils!
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