Saturday was just a fantastic day. My dear sister came over and mowed my lawn, I washed a couple windows. Did some serious weed control (war) in the grass. Inventoried my poor waterlogged plants around the yard. The weathers been pretty tough on them, but it looks like everything has survived.
This is a Golden Chain. I planted it 18 years ago, somehow in spite of me, it lives. I think it would look great in front of a babbling brook or something.
In my neighborhood, the yards are pretty close together and nicely kept up, and I don't want him to drop a turd in someone else's yard, he's really pretty good about it. (Good dog Fred!)
Well it was time for Sis to go. Oh, before I forget to mention, Fred adores my sister. He gets quite excited when she comes to visit. Fred had to stay with her for a few days last summer and had a blast. Well, we were chatting and trying to remember what we forgot she wanted take with her, there's always something. At some point Fred realized we weren't paying attention and decided to sneak into the back yard of the next door neighbor. Fred does have bull terrier in his breed and at times it "shines" through, he can be very stubborn and he can selectively ignore me, he hears me, he just gets busy "reading the paper", I know he won't run away, no need to, I worry more about someone taking him. This was not the case, the neighbors yard was fenced in also. Usually when we're out front and he starts to wander, I call him and offer a good goodie, that's what I call the dog treats, and he comes running back really fast ZOOOOM, and he gets a treat. This is a first for him to go into someones back yard, and I just caught a glimpse of his butt as he went through the nieghbors gate (it's never open). Apparently there was a lot of "news" back there. I started asking firmly for Fred to come...nothing, not even a head turn. It's hot and I'm not in the mood. No good goodies for Fred. Anyway, after much "reading" and marking and twirling, I finally herded him out of the yard, and he ran towards the house and popped up immediately into my sisters lap as she was sitting in her truck. He was so "cute", he knew I was not real happy with him, and I think he thought Sis would protect him, no such luck, Sis left and I took him and put him in the back yard and went back out in front to finish what I was doing. I realize now that we have some serious "coming when called" training to do.
No front yard reading for you mister!
Aside from that it was a really good and productive day. I was tired, but it was a "good" tired.
Fred and I went to bed at about 11:00. It's no secret, Fred sleeps in the bed, under the covers, with me. We do not touch, he has his side, I have mine and he knows it, we have an agreement and he's small enough. I know some people are cringing right now, but I like it, it's comforting for me to hear his breathing and snoring and I clean my sheets regularly. I also like to have a window open and the ceiling fan on, it's too chilly for him.
I'm sorry these are blurry, I captured them with my phone first thing in the morning. He's such a snuggler!
"I don't want to get up yet Momma, it's cold out there."
Fred rarely tosses his cookies and I was concerned, but yesterday he was fine, no problems. I am pretty sure he ate a peice of grass that didn't settle well.
Well, gotta go, the widows aren't going to wash themselves...ugh.
Sorry this is so long, but I'm sure you have realized by now, that's how I "roll" :-)