Here's Zeenie in the vinca ground cover just over the back patio. It's nearly a 20 foot drop from the top of the slope to the bottom.
Zeen has discovered a new game called crawling under the vinca ground covering so that no one can see her.
There are times when I look for the dog, call for the dog and hear nothing but the rustle of shubbery. Eventually Zeen will pop her head out of the vinca, sit and look at me as if to say, "What the hell do you want? Can't you see that I'm busy?!"
Once in the house we get the fun chore of finding and extracting the ticks that have managed to have attached themselves to our little Pomeranian.
If nothing else, getting ticked off (hmmm, there's a ring to that) or the ticks off of the dog makes for pleasant backyard conversation with Wifey.
Me: What did you do today?
Wifey: Lots. What did you do today?
Me: Just another day of watching the damn grass grow and the vinca move mysteriously. How sweet it is!
And so it goes........
It's Friday and remember, TGIF stands for that all important rule for putting your socks on in the morning: Toes Go In First!
Happy Weekend!
4 comments:
Those pictures need frames! Too freaking adorable!!! I LOVE IT!
My vinca looks nothing like that. In fact its dead. F'in Vinca.
Happy Friday Bob!
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Blither: If vinca was a money crop I'd be a millionaire. There's vinc in the front, vina in the back and vinca everywhere else. All it needs is a little water, girl. :)
Now that is one cute pup! Happy Friday Bob! I will be here today firing up the Habachi waiting for IKE to show up!
Fox: Get one of them there safety harnesses, strap yourself in, attach the other end to something solid and cook away. Second thought, how are you going to hold the meat down on the High Your Bachi? Be safe, Fox.
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