121: The Gods

I was talking to one of my friends in the park yesterday.  (Yes, contrary to rumours, I do have friends.)

She was praising her bean - a mature woman who fed her dog (my friend) regularly, took her for lots of walks, and generally attended to her every whim. 

“My bean must be a god”, said my friend.

I reflected on this and thought about my beans. 

They feed their dog (me) regularly, take me for lots of walks, and generally attend to my every whim.

I think I must be a god!