When I’m on the farm Cricket likes to do everything I do. She’s like the Cheese to my Macaroni, the Icing on my Cupcake, and the Ketchup to my French Fries all rolled into one.

When I climb logs, she climbs logs.

When I sniff scents, she sniffs scents.

And when I get lost in the depths of the giant scary log pile, she’s the one that’s sent to rescue me.

Thanks Cricket, for being the ever-lasting Cheese to my Macaroni!