one tomato two tomatoes three tomatoes four

the little dachshund was beginning to wonder if their genius idea was a genius as they thought it was. they had, just moments ago, watched as mister cardinal happily obliged his and his best toyfriend’s request to pick some cherry tomatoes for their rumbly tummies. “one tomato. two tomatoes. three tomatoes. four! omg, duk duk, what a feast we will have!,” cried the little dachshund gleefully. “okay, mister cardinal, if u could just leave them here by the doorstep we will -“

but then they watched mister cardinal take the tomatoes, one by one, high up into the tallest tree it could find. “one tomato...two tomatoes...three tomatoes..four! o snap, duk duk, mister cardinal took all the tomatoes. how will we ever get our share now??” 

the little dachshund furrowed his eyebrows. if he did not think of something quickly, soon all the delicious cherry tomatoes would be gone.  “o i know! hop on my back, duk duk, and strap yourself in because it is gonna be a bumpy ride!”

up the stairs they trundled, as fast as four little shorty legs could take them. the little dachshund knew he should not be going up the stairs by himself, but technically, with duk duk on his back, he was not by himself. and then he made a giant leap and bounced his way to the window. 

“hee hee hee. o mister cardinal,” sang out the little dachshund gleefully, “we are here for our share of the cherry tomatoes u promised us!”