LOOK!! I am amazing at this. It's my true calling. I think I may be a florist. I made these all by myself. She what happens when everyone is away? I get creative people. Marley and her fat butt keeps trying to knock them over when she walks down the stairs. I don't. I am gentle. I don't want to ruin my masterpiece. Everyone in the neighborhood said I di a good job and I got a cookie in Hastings Park with my friends. I know exactly who has the cookies too. I think his name is Frank or something but I see all the other dogs making a bee-line for him and I am right there with him. I jump around after the stick when Diane throws it like a little puppy. Then I lay down and chew my stick. I am a happy boy I tell you. And a florist.