He really needs to get his act together and dig in.
I call him a "he," but I really don't know for sure what "he" is. My mom would say to look really closely at his head.
"Do you see a bow?" she would ask.
"No, I don't," I'd say.
Then he's a boy.
I've seen him so many times now that I've decided he's deserving of a name. Pete? Fred? Hmmmm....I think I'll call him "Albert."
OK, get to work Albert. Get gardening!
2 comments:
He is doing his part by eating insects :)
What a cute little guy. I have to admit if I saw him in my garden I would let out a scream though, just from the initial shock:)
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