Today is Saint Patrick's Day. The humans go around saying "Everybody's Irish". We're not. We are native Australians--even Jary, despite being a very rich green color. The older female thought a picture of me perched on a cold potato would be somehow appropriate to the day. As you can see, I picked at it with my claw--but it is completely inedible! I would have much preferred a cabbage.
We approve of St. Patrick, though, because we read that he drove the snakes out of Ireland. We dislike snakes, especially the big black snake who suns himself out on the front lawn. This loathsome reptile was in the garage a few times last summer, and we could hear him brushing against the wall, doubtless saying evil things. I like to think of someone putting an end to him--preferably the end of a hoe!
Geoffrey
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