So, Daddy thought it might be good to get the yard work done. Great for him, but irritating for me. I really don't like it when Daddy cuts the grass. For one thing, it is noisy. But, the thing that bugs me the most is that I can't be with my Daddy. I don't like it when I can see him but am not with him.
I was glad when Daddy finished cutting the grass.

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