Trash Pickin'

   I don't know why, but Mommy and Daddy sure get upset when I try to help.  I like to lift the lid and look in the tall white thing in the kitchen.  I like to see what Mommy and Daddy put in there.  Sometimes, there's food.  Sometimes, I eat the food.  I get in trouble when I do this :-(  I don't know why-I'm just trying to feed myself so Mommy and Daddy won't have to do it later.  I really am trying to help.  Sometimes, there's neat, shiny stuff.  Sometimes, there's paper.  Today, it was watermelon.  It still tasted good, so I ate some... Then I ran away with it.  Mommy chased me down.  She scolded me for taking it.  I almost cried!
   I saw Daddy take the bag out today.  It was full.  He didn't come back inside afterwards. (I'm pretty sure he's taking it to work and eating all the stuff Mommy won't let me eat.)  I helped Mommy by putting the lid back on.  She took it off, though, to put an empty bag in....and fix the lid.  I sure hope I see some more yummy stuff in there.  I really, really am trying to help...