DON'T EAT THE GRASS

We have a lovely garden outside and besides the fact that Darlyn has re landscaped a good part of all the plants, our grass isfilled with green growing things.
Moula never ate grass but Mother used to call me her little pony because I have eaten grass every day of my life here.  Sometimes when you eat too much grass, it comes out again. Usually somewhere in the houase
All of last night, in the very dark of night, we listened to that awful sound. Mother and Father got up each time, in search  of the grass that came out again. All night long, one after another, the grass from the outside came out in the inside.
 

Not sure if we will ever learn- even when Mother says "Don't eat the grass"

May your days be filled in peace my friends...

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