Minty Fresh

They should know better by now than to leave smelly, edible things outside within my reach.

For the last few days they left on the dining room table a package of something smelly and minty. I got my way into it and chewed it all. I was going to eat it but it was more fun to chew on it. It was rubbery and elastic. So I chewed up the whole package and spit it out across the floor.

When Daddy came home, he wasn't pleased that I chewed through the whole package of gum!

Then he laughed that my breath was going to be minty fresh for the entire week. He even called Mommy to tell her that.

When Mommy came home she came over to smell me, well my minty fresh breath. She laughed as well.

Then she said it was better than last week when I rolled in poop (it was deer poop, the bast camouflage in the woods) and when I got a hold of a racoon paw and shoulder and ate it. Daddy was really mad at me when I did that. He even washed my mouth with some solution, so I don't spread bacteria or something. I just thought that racoon bones were a tasty treat.