There’s always that one bush she treats like it holds every secret in the universe — sniffing it with the intensity of a detective cracking a major case. She circles it, guards it, and checks it daily like it’s her personal treasure vault.
Sometimes she even sits by it proudly, as if claiming it as her territory, giving us that look like, “Don’t question my process, human.” We don’t know what makes this bush so special, but she clearly does.
And every time she returns to it with serious purpose, we can’t help but smile. Whatever’s in that magic bush, it’s bringing her joy — and that’s enough for us.
