Dante was sitting in the garden earlier this week when he noticed something distinctly different.
"Dere are white fings hanging off my tree!", exclaims Dante.
"Dey wasn't dere yesterday."
"Hmmm. Let me lie down and fink about dis for a minit."
"I remempurr now! Dese are the spring blossums dat open up on our crabappull tree efurry year in da springtime. Aren't dey bootifull?"
"Dey smell nice, too -- but wait ..."
"I sees an introoder in mai appull blossums."
"I fink he wants to steal my blossums an' take dem away."
"Maybe if I ignores him fur a minit, he'll come out in de open."
"Aha! Cot you in de act, you dirty liddle suckah -- I is warnin' you to stay away from mai appull blossums, or I'll hunt you down an' eat you!"
And with that, the sly rodent ran off so he could live to see another day.
Meanwhile ...
"Now I mus' purrform my udder Garden Cat dooties", says Dante.
"Dese dooties is purely ornamental, as you kin see."
"Dey built dis pedestal just fur me to modull on."
"So, here I am in wun of my furry best modullin' pawsitions."
"An' heer is my close-up. I is showin' off de appull blossums in da backgrownd. Wot duz you fink? Did I do a gud job?"
"Even modulls has to take a rest now an' den. Boy, dat wind is really startin' to whip fings up -- incloodin' my furs!"
"O noes! Da wind has blowed most of da blossums off da tree!"
"And look who's come back to eat dem!"
Just as you start to blossom, someone or something usually tries to take you down. But, Spring will always come again. The most important thing is to enjoy the blossoms while they're still here, so you always have a little part of them with you (even the squirrel knows that!).
