brave kitty so strong pouncing on paper towel then hide from vacuum

Sometimes Steven just says the craziest things that amuse me to no end.  Part of our conversation today went as thus:

a coconut a day…makes the rolls go away…and when the rolls go away…you get to dance on hay

What a gem.

I have added a “Bad Poetry” category to my blog, and I will innagurate it with a Haiku I wrote for my brother Steven:

Sweet treasured garden / Flowering opulent buds / Dandelions beware