It was Friday and after a week of different new foods, Herman was unsure what to make of the wheatgrass in his food bowl. He tried a bite just to be a good sport, but quickly decided that it wasn’t for him. On the other hand, it was very comfortable to lie on. So, not wanting to seem ungrateful for all her efforts at bringing him some variety to his diet, Herman decided to placate the guardian by taking his post-meal nap on top of it. Perhaps, thought Herman as he was drifting off, that’s what she had intended all along.