Grazin' in the grass, it's a gas.....can you dig it?

I love my balcony...I get to check on my kingdom and see if any of my buddies are walking by....and I also get to take nice naps in the cool morning breeze...and also sometimes in the evening......yep...I like it a lot.

And I have also liked eating grass.  I've been eating grass my whole life.  I like to pick up a little salad when I am on a nice walk.  Mom used to get really mad at me when I did and I never understood why.  There isn't much grass around in this town...it's mostly stone.

Well, it seems that my pack decided to make me some salad.  My very own, private salad! Gosh...that was nice of them.  Really!  Yep!  I have my very own home grown, all natural, non anything bad....really fresh and good salad!  I LOVE it!  

So, I just go out there and take a bite or two...or three.....yumbers...such a nice summer treat!

Harry would try to  eat grass every chance he got.  I had to stop him in New Jersey because there were all sorts of chemicals on the grass and ground.  He would give me such a look....."But, why?" Because those chemicals are harmful, Harry....you should not touch that stuff!

It wasn't deliberate.  I have had parsley growing on the balcony but didn't really use it as I expected to, so we just sort of let it grow.  It eventually got flowers that resemble a smaller and greener version of Queen Anne's Lace.  Mr. Spotter has found the parsley and finds it very tasty!  It's so cute to see him saunter out to the balcony, look around....take a bite or two....then take a nap.   And he's happy no one yells at him anymore for chomping down a little salad!  (No worries, he doesn't have that much)