On the morning of February 15th Styracosaurus woke up to realize that he was out of coffee plants. Since he was in Colorado visiting Stegosaurus and Edmontosaurus had been visiting with him, he turned to his loyal friends, and said, “What shall I do now ? All of the coffee plants I brought from Canada have been eaten! Where can we obtain more? Do you have any, Stegosaurus?”

Stegosaurus rejoined, “I do not! We have, all of us, eaten all available coffee plants! However, I have an idea. Let us all stomp forthrightly together to the State of Wyoming to visit my friend the retired Congresssaurus Triceratops. Since his retirement from politics, he has opened a greenery in his native State of Wyoming, and he has as his assistant our mutual mammal friend Steve Beavers.”

“Isn't Wyoming a little cold for the growth of coffee plants?” asked Edmontosaurus, already certain that he knew the answer.

“It is, but Congresssaurus Triceratops has, as part of his greenery business a very large green house. I have been there and seen it in saurus. He and his mammal associate Steve Beavers can grow anything in that greenhouse. Let us visit our friend in Wyoming to see if we can get more coffee plants right away!”

“I should like to come along with you, as I am also out of coffee plants!” said Edmontosaurus.

“Of course, you may come with us! Let us stomp forthrightly to Wyoming at once!” declared Stegosaurus.

Therefore, the three dinosaurs set off from Colorado to Wyoming and arrived at the cave and greenery of Congresssaurus Triceratops on February 24th, on a day when the greenery was closed and Congresssaurus Triceratops could be found eating his lawn. Stegosaurus knew that his true and loyal ceratopsian friend loved that recent invention, grass.

“Hail, friend Triceratops!” Stegosaurus exclaimed.

“Stegosaurus! Brother Styracosaurus! What a nice, unexpected visit! Who is this new friend you bring to me today? Is that Edmontosaurus?” asked Congresssaurus Triceratops.

“I am, indeed, Edmontosaurus of the hadrosaur family,” said Edmontosaurus. “Nice to meet you.”

“Where is our mammal friend Steve Beavers today?” asked Stegosaurus.

“Steve has gone fishing, by a shady, wady pool, instead of just a wishin’, and he’ll be back on Monday. Stick around, he’ll be back, and we’ll all have a great time together.” said Congresssaurus Triceratops.

“We appreciate your hospitality,” said Edmontosaurus.

“Friend Triceratops, what we are hoping for is that you have coffee plants in your greenhouse,” said Stegosaurus.

“I had some, not that long ago, but alas! I have eaten them and must grow some more,” said Congresssaurus Triceratops.

“Oh dear!”, said Styracosaurus.

“Don’t worry,” Congressaurus Triceratops assured his fellow ceratopsian. “Steve Beavers will be here on Monday, and he’ll get the coffee plants growing in no time. I have never met a mammal before so skilled as Steve Beavers is in encouraging things to grow. If anyone can do this and deliver the coffee plants you seek, it will be Steve Beavers.”

On March 2nd, Steve Beavers arrived at Congresssaurus Triceratops’ greenery with his fishing pole and a cooler full of fish that he had caught.

“My good friend Steve Beavers!” said Styracosaurus. “Do you remember me?”

“Yes, I do, Styracosaurus. “We met when I went to Canada. I hope you are doing well.”

“What do you have there?” asked Styracosaurus.

“I have been on vacation in North Carolina fishing,” said Steve Beavers. “I had a great time and the catch was plentiful.”

“I am glad you like fish,” said Styracosaurus. “I am a plant eater though and would not eat any fish.”

“I will eat fish for the both of us,” said Steve Beavers.

“I have a favor to ask you,” said Styracosaurus.

“What is it?” asked Steve Beavers.

“I have come from Canada to Colorado and now here to Wyoming and in all that time, not only myself but Stegosaurus and Edmontosaurus here are right out of coffee plants. Can you, with your mammal magic, grow some coffee plants for me? I would be forever grateful,” asked Styracosaurus.

“In the greenhouse, I might be able to” said Steve. “This will not be of the quality you are accustomed as Wyoming is not in a tropical zone, but I will try my best and give it a try in the greenhouse.”

“Thank you so much!” said Styracosaurus. “I am grateful. If there is anything I can do to help, let me know!”

“I see you have brought Stegosaurus with you and a duck billed dinosaur. Who is this new friend?” asked Steve Beavers.

Edmonosaurus, overhearing the conversation stomped forward to introduce himself.

“Pleased to meet you, Edmontosaurus, how long have you been traveling with Styracosaurus and Stegosaurus?”

Edmontosaurus explained his recent travels, starting with his time in South Africa, and Steve Beavers promised to plant him a coffee plant or two, as well as many as Stegosaurus would like.

“Thank you, friend Steve Beavers,” said Stegosaurus. “You are a true friend.”

Congresssaurus Triceratops asked Steve Beavers, “How was your vacation? It looks like you caught a plentiful amount of fishes.”

“I did, I managed to catch Mahi Mahi, Atlantic Salmon, and Red Snapper,” said Steve Beavers.

“Did you see my friend Plesiosaur or Elasmosaurus?” asked Stegosaurus.

“I did not, I am sure they would have been great competition for fish.”

“If you had met them you’d really like them. Someday I will introduce you to them.”

“Thank you,” said Steve Beavers.

“Steve, one thing I’d like to ask once you are settled,” said Congresssaurus Triceratops.

“I will plant you some coffee plants as well,” said Steve.

“Thank you kindly, but I was wondering if you’d change the greeting on our telephone to advise customers that they should listen carefully because our options have not changed in 70 million ears.”

“Ah, okay. I can do that,” said Steve.

“Thank you, as a dinosaur I don’t use telephones, but I would like to make things easy for our mammal customers.”

“Before I go on and take care of the phones for Triceratops I want to tell my dinosaur friends that I will do the best I can to grow your coffee plants in the greenhouse, but I advise you also that coffee plants are usually cultivated in tropical zones, where it is much warmer, and as you know, things are not as warm on Earth as they used to be. A coffee plant may grow in Wyoming, but might not, even in a greenhouse, produce beans. Even if, best case scenario, I can manage to pull off growing coffee plants that produce beans, it will take at least 8 years to mature,” said Steve Beavers.

“I have complete faith in you,” said Styracosaurus. “I have heard that you were able to grow an avacado tree in Floyd county, Virginia, USA. If anyone can cause coffee plants to produce beans in a non Tropical Zone, it would be you. You are very well known for your plant growing skills among dinosaurs and megafauna.” said Styracosaurus.

“I am 140 Million and 19,” said Stegosaurus. “What is 8 years to me but 8 more years? Everyone be calm and patient; if Steve Beavers can deliver coffee plants that produce coffee beans, he will certainly lauded among dinosaurs and mammals of his kind, but we will all be patient and kind, and respect our good friend who will try his best for us.”

“I am thankful for the sincere effort that you will make, Mr. Beavers, and I am sure that we will be fast friends no matter what happens, success or not,” said Edmontosaurus.

“I thank you all for your good faith,” said Steve Beavers. “It is true that I once grew an avocado tree in Virginia, but that was a story of unusual success, not the norm. I know I now have a reputation, and will try to live up to it, but I can honestly make no guarantees.”

All the dinosaurs agreed and promised Steve that they understood the situation.

The visitors remained in Wyoming visiting until April 1st, after which Edmontosaurus and Styracosaurus returned to Alberta, BC Canada, while Stegosaurus returned to Colorado, in search of the warmth and familiarity of his own home cave as well as the next adventure. Along the way he made some extra money by playing extinct in any Natural History Museum he encountered upon his route, returning home to Colorado in April 1st.

Feeling fully rested from my unexpected trip to Tibet, and after a very nice visit by my loyal accountant Corythosaurus, by February 2nd I decided to stomp forthrightly to Wyoming to visit with my old friend Congresssaurus Triceratops and also visit with his business associate, Steve Beaver. Having recently discovered my good fortune I had no financial concerns, but being humble and frugal I did not make any show of my wealth and traveled as I usually do, by stomping forthrightly everywhere I go. Fossil fuel is murder, you know.

Arriving in Wyoming I greeted Congresssaurus Triceratops outside his own cave.

“Hail, Triceratops! How nice to see you. It has been a while!”

“Glad to see you!” rejoined Triceratops.

“How have you been?” asked Stegosaurus.

“Retirement has been good to me. I care not to follow current events, but stomp about in peace eating ferns and cycads when I can find them. And that new invention grass. Grass sure has proliferated since I first came out of my shell. It is remarkable, and remarkably delicious.”

“We will have to go searching for some grass and enjoy it together. I agree it is a treat,” said Stegosaurus. “But first, do tell me, how is your greenery shop doing? I have not seen your associate our mammal friend Steve Beaver in some time. “

“Business is doing well, at the greenery,” said Triceratops. As for Steve, he's been growing cycads in the greenhouse for me; you know they can't grow in the present climate of Wyoming, so I have them grown in our greenhouse; Steve also plants a few cactus, the Saguro, and few lesser known varieties. Also, an avocado grove, and most amazingly some very interesting hybrid gourds in an attempt to create a new variety.

“Steve is a fascinating mammal,” said Stegosaurus. “He's so smart. Not every mammal is as smart as he is; I have always been amazed by all the adventures he has had."

“He happens to be here at the moment. I knew you were coming so I stomped forthrightly to my cave to greet you; but Steve is presently in charge of our greenery and if you'd like we can stomp forthrightly to the greenery and say hi to him.” said Triceratops. “I am sure grateful to him that he informed us about the true nature of cucumbers. I would have felt silly if I spent any more time thinking that sunlight could be extracted from cucumbers.”

“Me too,” said Congresssaurus Triceratops.

So Stegosaurus and Triceratops set off from Triceratops' cave for the greenery which Triceratops had opened in his retirement. It was only a very short stomp from his cave.

Shortly they arrived at the greenery which was a very large building with an attached greenhouse and a large Oak tree providing shade on the left side. Steve Beaver saw the dinosaurs coming, and met them at the door.

“Welcome back, Triceratops! What a nice surprise to see you, Stegosaurus!” he said.

“How has business been today, Steve?” asked Congresssaurus Triceratops.

“Excellent,” said Steve. “We're in the black today and things look good for the future. A lot of people, er, mammals, are interested in buying plants today. This time of year it seems the indoor plants are selling well. We're making a killing on succulents.”

“I will order some more,” said Congresssaurus Triceratops, and look at my personal stock and see if we can sell some; I'd rather do that than eat them.”

“How is the avocado tree grove doing?” asked Stegosaurus.

“Very well, Stegosaurus. Thank you for asking. As you remember, they are very popular with our friends the Ground Sloths, and avocado trees are indeed my specialty though I seem to have a talent for growing most anything.”

“I see from the greenhouse windows that your cactus is growing well. You really have an exceptional green thumb,” said Stegosaurus. “Tell me, what kind of hybrid gourds are you attempting to bring into existence today?”

“Thank you, Stegosaurus. I appreciate the compliment,” said Steve. “I have in my garden laboratory three different kinds of unusual plants which have not yet been widely seen by mammal or dinosaur. I am not sure if they'll end up taking off as I'd like, but I am determined to try, you know. I want to create a new kind of gourd, if not multiple kinds of new gourds and put my name on the map and earn a plant patent or two. I am presently crossbreeding Speckled Swan gourds with Acorn Squash.”

“How is that working out?” asked Stegosaurus. “Are they delicious?”

“They aren't ready for eating yet, but once they are I will invite you over to try them,” said Steve.

“Why don't we take a tour of the greenhouse? You can see all the plants we're grown there.”

“I would like to, let's go,” said Stegosaurus.

“I shall remain behind and watch after the greenery,” said Congresssaruus Triceratops as Steve and Stegosaurus set off, though they did not have far to go.

The greenhouse of course, was very large. It contained a lot of plants, and also had to be large enough to fit Congresssaurus Triceratops in it; because of the climate in the greenhouse, things that could not grow outside in the climate of Wyoming were thriving in the greenhouse.

“Look at our Saguaro cactus!” exclaimed Steve. “I have family in Arizona and I really appreciate cactus. They need to live in a greenhouse here in Wyoming, you know, but with the proper care they can thrive.”

“I am impressed,” said Stegosaurus. “And there is your specialty, a grove of avocado trees. Widow Ground Sloth and her son Junior really appreciate the fact that you replanted their avocado grove in South Africa.”

“I am delighted to hear it and glad I could be of assistance,” said Steve.

“Most of these, except my gourd experiments, are for sale in our greenery,” said Steve. “Let me show you what else we have here.”

“Here's the collection of succulents that Triceratops and I were talking about earlier,” said Steve, pointing out a very large collection of small potted plants on a top shelf under grow lights. “They're selling very well right now. Over there in the corner to the right is a grove of your old favorite standby, the cycad. I know you will appreciate that.”

“I do,” said Stegosaurus. “Aside from that, I also see a beautiful field of flowers in the back getting closer the more we stomp! This was worth the trip to Wyoming! I love the new invention of flowers, even though they attract insects that don't like me and get in my eyes and under my scales. How many flowers are there?”

“Several hundred.” said Steve. “I've planted a respectable looking field.”

“Here we have in the back of the building, where natural sunlight comes in from skylights, and these large casement windows that shine sunlight down on a field of sunflowers.”

“Oh! Triceratops and I would have a nice meal of those delicious flowers!” exclaimed Stegosaurus.

“Please wait until I show you the cactus and the poinsettia plants that I have been growing.” said Steve.

“Will you show me your experiment gourds?” asked Stegosaurus.

“To be honest, Stegosaurus. I know you and your appetite. I am concerned you will eat my gourds before they are finished growing. I apologize.” replied Steve, with patient and kind sincerity.

“I respect your honesty,” said Stegosaurus. “You know me too well.”

The tour continued, as Steve described row after row of every plant, every cactus, every flower, every blade of grass. This made Stegosaurus very hungry, but he was also patient and waited until he could get outside of the greenhouse and speak with Triceratops. Stegosaurus knew that Triceratops possessed more restraint and he could eat the sunflowers with him if he were there to remind him not to eat everything just because he saw it before him. He also respected Steve Beaver and didn't want to hog all of Steve's hard work for himself.

Stegosaurus had never seen such a large greenhouse so well stocked before in all of his 140 Million and 18 years, it was the best dining establishment he had ever seen! He would eat well tonight, and he was so proud of Steve and Congresssaurus Triceratops for not giving up and making the effort to reach for and achieve their dreams. They deserved all the success in the world.