It's The Pits

The old guy sure does eat a lot of fruit and he says it’s good for him.  It seems like he brings something new home each week:  oranges, apples, pineapple, strawberries, blueberries, cherries, peaches—and the list goes on.  I’m used to seeing the little cherry pits he leaves in a glass by the sink, but today he ate a plum and had the big pit in a paper towel by his chair.  I tried to play with it, but it was stuck to the towel and I just couldn’t get it off.  It really wasn’t worth all the effort, so I think I’ll save my energy for more important things.