The sweet lady who thinks I like her coconut and raisin cookies brought them again yesterday. Today I got the brilliant idea to throw the cookie, which I had the sense not to eat this time, way out in the church yard. The lawnmower or a bear or something would hide my dirty cookie secret. I’m not super good at throwing things. In fact, I’m worse than I thought. Somehow I threw the cookie on the roof of the church instead of in the yard. It made a terrific thump when it hit up there.

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