Pruning

You’re not going to believe this, but I think Dave might finally be getting his act together. How long has it taken for him to realise that the only real value in his beloved grape vines is to make sticks for me! Finally. We spent a whole morning walking up and down the vines – with Dave and M and my friend Jake cutting me sticks, throwing them on the ground for me to collect and chew. Perfect. It was kind of weird. I don’t know why they all had to be different shapes and sizes, but I guess Dave was just trying to give me some variety. He took way too long about it, like he was giving them a haircut or something – looking closely at each vine before working out what to cut and what not. He’s such a procrastinator. Just get on with it I say!