Broken Boulder milton makes his friends happy

Milton wanted to look at the flowers. His favorite thing was to look at flowers. He loved flowers so much. Flowers were the prettiest things he had ever seen. He wanted to collect them so that his den would smell good. He thought that the best flowers were the good smelling ones. They did not need to be pretty to look at if they smelled good because he thought smelling good was better than looking good.
 
Milton danced through the flowers. His tassel wagged behind him. He thought that he was in heaven. He did not know how he had gotten so lucky. Milton loved to dance and he loved the smell of flowers. Milton loved his new pack so much. He thought it was the best pack he had ever seen. There was no better pack. He could not think of one anyway. Milton sang a song while he danced and he sniffed the flowers. Maybe he would make a new friend.