I work hard for my cream cheese!

I've been told that there are no free rides in this world....I didn't really listen that closely because I didn't think it mattered. But then mom further explained that since I was on the porch, I might as well do some weeding and watering since it was such a hot day out....apparently the blank stare I gave her back wasn't a good enough indication that I thought she was out of her mind.

So, to work I went: weeding and watering. Trying my best to make it at least look like I was doing something constructive. Why you ask? Because I was hungry....like usual.

After a bit of working on the dead and dying plants (mom's fault not mine) mom said it was lunch break time, so I made my way into the kitchen for a big spoon full of cream cheese.... So. Damn. Tasty!

As I stood inside enjoying my spoonful of joy, I looked at all the fools outside in the heat and wondered why they were not as smart as I was....why are they still outside when the door is open and no one is forcing them to work? Adults are weird.

Speaking of weird, hey mom, check out how my spoon is lacking cheese....weird no? Perhaps you should get off your duff and do something about it.