Anneli said she’s sorry, she ran out of sunflower seeds and she hasn’t been back to the Bulk Barn to buy more yet. Would I like to try some of the walnuts she has been drying?
They are wonderful! She has a whole tree of them in the backyard, but the shells are pretty hard to crack. I would have harvested them myself, but the husk around the nuts tastes bitter.
That and the fact that the backyard supervisors are always patrolling out there have kept me away.
There’s only the little black one now, but she’s dangerous. She leaps up four or five feet if she’s after something, so I’m careful around her.
And anyway, since Anneli has cracked these walnuts for me, I don’t have to hurt my teeth trying to open the shell. She takes good care of me so I don’t have to risk my life around that crazy killer dog.
Oh, ye heavenly squirrels on high! This is delightful!
I could even use this shell as a sippy cup. Slurp, slurp!
I wondered where my breakfast was,
The seeds were not in sight.
I nearly died of shock because
The change gave me a fright.
Instead of tiny sunflower seeds,
Just walnuts could be found,
The food that would fulfill my needs,
In shells so rough and round.
I checked them out and noticed then
The nuts were cracked in chunks,
It looked like I could eat again
The meat lay there in hunks.
How sweet of her to crack these shells,
To spare my tiny teeth,
Inside the nuts were little wells,
With nutmeat underneath.
I nibbled it and pulled it out
The flavour was the best,
No need to cry or mope about,
A change is good as a rest.
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