Sam was really excited today when we noticed something growing in his front yard.
"Look Mr. Frodo! Me daffodils are sproutin!'" He pointed to a few little stubs of green poking out of the grass.
"Oh, that's nice."
"And pretty soon me tulips are comin up too! I planted one here, here, here, here, and here." He pointed to various spots on the ground. "I know exactly where they are, because I've made me a plantin' chart."
"I'll be able to cut them an' sell em' off at the market!"
"How wonderful." Sam's the only person I know who can make such a big deal out of flowers.
"An' I can use the money to get me a rabbit!"
"Yeh heard me. I'm gettin a pet rabbit." Funny, I thought Sam hated rabbits. He always made such a big deal out of little teeth marks on his lettuce. And the fact that he was too slow to catch them always put him in a bad mood.
"Sam, it'll chew up your garden. Have you gone stark mad?"
"I'll keep it under control, I'll get 'im a nice cozy cage."
"All right then, I guess." I went back in. Better not let Merry and Pip know about this. I know
they'll find a way to turn this whole thing into some sort of sad joke.