Royalty

When we went walking in the woods Sunday, we happened upon a quaint little house.  I figured I'd go live there since my parents were making me walk through the dirt and stuff.

Look, suit for a princess such as myself

I marched right into that garden, ready to beg for shelter (and cookies!) when a guard stopped me.  He said dogs weren't allowed into the palace gardens.

This farm boy probably didn't know that I was royalty too and I tried to explain but he wouldn't listen.

In the end I went home with my parents.  There was nothing I could do, not having the power of speech and all that…

Now it's Tuesday morning and I got 2 cookies already.  I'm starting to be happy I went home with my parents.