Sticks n such

Every morning, I get to go out and run around in the back yard before Mami goes to work, and I'm supposed to be getting business done while I'm out there. But frankly, I'd rather just run around and pick up sticks. There are a bunch of trees in the backyard, and so that means there are a lot of sticks to pick up. There's also bark dust, and old cherries and lots of other things to eat and chew and throw in the air, plus my pink and green tennis ball. Usually, I don't want to go back inside until Mami tricks me into coming inside and then shuts the door.