MaggieMoose: Spring Games & Sonnets

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

Yesterday the twig was brown and bare;
To-day the glint of green is there;
Tomorrow will be leaflets spare;
I know no thing so wondrous fair,
No miracle so strangely rare.
I wonder what will next be there!
L.H. Bailey

  On our walk Maggie and I saw the Robin bird peck its beak in the green grass. Worms. The bird saw Maggie and decided to hop onto the tree roots to blend in. Robins seem to be the harbinger of Spring around here. The skies were gray, but we could tell on our walk change was in the air. The trees were blossoming like a Far East landscape.

The grass on the lawns looked very green and lush instead of yellow and brown from the frosty mornings of past. Soon Maggie's favorite twigs will have buds, leaves and flowers. Visions of tennis balls tossed outside. I can see Maggie run and chase as we take in Spring's fresh air. Spring is around the corner! I envision the friskiness of Spring's call will bring out the tricks and shenanigans from MaggieMoose. As we paused to admire the beauty of what Spring portends Maggie decided to sample the grass. It's a No-No, but she was quick as lightening. Let the Spring games begin!

Proof! She ate some grass.

Maggie's version: I didn't eat the grass!