Jason Weiser

We eat like grass and stuff.

Salt tastes amazing, the old horse said and took another bite.

Beetle turned to his friend, Longbody, the worm who was engaged to Miss Thousandfeet.

I just, I don't know, I never thought about it, Longbody said to the beetle and the ants that were sitting around talking about his metaphorical cold feet.

You don't think that she would want shoes?

The beetle laughed and then looked at Longbody, the worm.

Okay, yeah, that actually makes sense.

Miss Thousandfeet was the best thing that had ever happened to Longbody.

She understood him in a way that no one else ever had.

She seemed to love him no matter what.

It was just easy with her.

But talking to his friends, he began to worry that he wouldn't be able to give her what she needed.

I mean, think about it.

The aunt, Anthony, said, even if you give her burlap and twine shoes, that's not cheap.

And then she says, oh, I want to go out once.

That's like a million shoes.

Grunt, his brother, chimed in.

Miss Thousandfeet might say she doesn't care now, but then she sees her sister out there in her new shoes, and then what?

Longbody sighed.

Antoine, Grunt's second cousin by marriage, said that if he loved her and loved his own finances, he should think about these things.