I have recently learned that you are responsible for all of that gross sticky stuff that's been covering our steps and sidewalk under the Grand Maple. Are you also responsible for all of that weird maple junk that's been littering our property since the spring bloom? It's weird and incessant.
You stink at plants. I know you watered us once a week like they said to, but we are dead as doornails so you messed something up somewhere.
Two ivy plants who were supposed to be very hardy
And finally, because I can't stick to one subject:
I'm surprised that I miss you. A dad-cut summerbuzz is probably the right thing to do, but that cuckoo long hair you used to be was so endearing. See you later I guess.
ps Calvin's still cute.