The authorities get out my chariot so I can grace the neighborhood with my presence, but then I caught a smell. It was a wonderful smell—rotten grass. I love it- I roll in it. But not today, I just sniffed it and then the authorities commanded me to get in my chariot… However she would not come to me and my rotten grass so I had to run to the chariot. All is good. We checked out the neighborhood and now I am home eating my packet food and green beans!!