The Daily Baxter

People really shouldn’t hold flowers as though they’re all precious and tasty.

Especially the teeny short ones.

I used all my best charm skills and had to call in Amanda for backup.  She said “I think Baxter just wants to smell your flowers.  It’s OK.”

BAM!  Just like that, the little girl lowered her hand, right to my nose.

I sharked that bouquet so fast she didn’t know what hit her.  I was like white lightening.

I ran like the wind.

Then, I spit them out and gagged.

Who knew flowers tasted like crap?

What a rook.