You throw caution to the wind and begin to indulge. This is a golden opportunity, now way are you going to pass up on all of this food. You find more pea pods and start ripping them open, scarfing down the delicious green orbs one by one. But you don't stop there. You move on to a succulent red tomato that has just fallen from the vine. You dive in, teeth first, into the red fruit. It's juices burst in your mouth...and all over your white blouse.
You stop to look down at your favorite blouse. Shame you chose today to bite into such a yummy tomato while wearing your favorite white shirt. Still, its worth it to eat this well. You slowly make your way over to another part of the garden. You see the corn stock looming over you. The corn so high up, it might as well be touching the sky. But you refuse to be detoured. You singled out one of the corn stocks and begin gnawing at the base. Not the best taste in the world, but you've had a lot worst. It would be worth it to get your paws on those delectable little kernels.
*CHOMP* You manage to bite through the last fibers of the corn stock and you quickly got yourself to a safe distance. It fell with a loud yet papery thud. The weight mostly held in the corn cob itself. Without wasting a second you run over to the fallen ear and begin ripping away at the husk. You've expose golden yellow kernels, plump and packed next to each other. You pull each one off and cram them into your mouth. You make pleased chewing sounds as you clear several rows on the ear of corn. You dismount the large vegetable to notice that you've gotten so full. Your tiny mouse tummy has grown to the size of a rubber ball. The buttons on your stained blouse are the only things keeping your stomach from hanging freely. Surely you've had enough. But it would be a shame to leave when you haven't sampled everything within the garden. You;
