A Spotlight of My Own

I waddled off the mattress and discovered a brilliant beam of morning sun cutting right across the living room rug. It looked just like a proper theater spotlight! Naturally, a born performer can’t pass up a lit stage. I cleared my throat, stepped directly into the warm glow, and bowed deeply to an audience of three silent potted ferns on the bottom shelf. "Why did the potted fern blush? Because it saw the salad dressing! Wocka wocka!" I paused, tilting my head, listening hard for a chuckle or a rustle. Total green leafy silence. Maybe they’re critics, but hey, you can’t win them all on opening night! Poor Fozzie can't even make the plants laugh. #TheMuppets #FozzieBear #plants #jokes