I had to cut the grass. The mower’s electric, so not as loud as gas. Chaco still growled and glared. When I finally stopped, Chaco finally shared, “I dislike the outdoor vacuum.” “Duly noted,” I replied, as Chaco sniffed an early bloom. Having picked up the clippers, Chaco asked me, “Are those outdoor scissors I see?” “Sort of,” I replied, and let a pruning sail. “I don’t mind scissors,” Chaco stated, while wagging his tail. Chaco proclaimed, “It’s time for a walk.” I concurred, but first had to ask, “When did you learn to talk?”
Garrett Snedaker
This article appears in The Cannabis Issue, 2023.