Thursday, July 20, 2017
You know how SHE said we messed up the grass and put sand
in the little holes some dog dug in the grass?
Some dog kept digging,
So SHE filled in the little holes again and put
wire over the area
held down with tiles.
Just who has made the BIGGER mess, we ask?
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Friday, July 14, 2017
All week, whenever SHE has gone near the front yard,
Maggie the Magpie has shown up.
SHE has been giving him some of OUR treats.
This morning while opening the gates to take us to the river,
there were lots of Galahs next door.
Then quickly, Maggie came scurrying over...
Maggie and Maggie!
They got our 'good dog' treats for the river.
(In case Dui does anything good.)
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
We live in a duplex and after weeks of barking at prospective buyers and workmen, it was moving day.
Loads of people were wandering around and we dogs didn't get any rest. So much to bark at and snoopervise.
At one point there was a dog in the back courtyard.
Dui was in a frenzy racing from the front window, to the backyard, side gate, and back again.
He did not want to come in last night--even at bedtime.
This morning he was out at 5 a.m.
Our frosty mornings have paid off.
The oranges have finally been bagged and ready to be sold.
It is a good little earner for the kids who live there and bag them.
After the first year, when they earned about $150 each, it has become an annual event.
This morning, the actual table and honesty box hadn't been set up yet, but SHE spied them
under the hay--also for sale--so took a bag, wrapped a $5 note in an old receipt, wrote on it that it was for the oranges and put it in their letterbox. Because all the bags would be gone by morning.
|The one at the top looks like it has an umbilical hernia....lol.|
They are Big, Sweet navels.
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Thursday, last week, we went to our 'clean' river walk--you can't get down into the river.
We found some bird feathers scattered around.
They smelled wonderful, but we were told to 'leave it!'
We did, and continued walking. Then SHE turned around and saw Roxy racing to catch up.
Roxy had been enjoying some Aroma Therapy....
she was covered in black gunk and smelled like a corpse!
SHE was not happy.
On the way home, SHE stopped by a new OUTDOOR dog wash that some of the people at the river were talking about.
And I, Roxy, had a dreaded bath right out there in public between two car parking lots!
At least the water was warm, it would have been the cold hose at home.
|Can you see the FROST?|
We had no camera, so we stopped by on Saturday morning
to take a photo.
We found this happy fellow on Sunday morning.
Tuesday, July 4, 2017
SHE managed to get the bandage on the correct foot...
off to a good start!
The bandage is more of a pad now, so I can run on four legs.
And attack Dui.
I can also hunt in the grass.
And race ahead of everyone.
We had the whole area to ourselves today....free running!
and no muzzle.