Daily Archives: September 25, 2015



It appears while I was washing our hall rug that CoCo found some fresh cow shit to roll in the pasture behind the house. It was smudged in her hair in thick chunky brown globes. Needless to say that I was not thrilled. I told her you are getting a bath. My dogs think “Bath” is a dirty word in my house. I decided to bathe both dogs. Clean dogs and clean rugs sound logical to me. I started with Dixie. You can tell by the picture how thrilled she is to be bathed.

As I was hunched over Dixie, scrubbing her filthy ears, I looked to my left and saw CoCo peering at us. I had to laugh, because she hid behind the blue barrel with a look of utter dread. Her head would pop up and then disappear behind the barrel the next minute. I called hubby over and told him to look at her with out her seeing him spy on her. CoCo ducked out of sight to hide from his view. He laughed and tried to catch her looking at me bathe Dixie with the camera. He took this picture. We dried them off and have them in the house. I swear every time  CoCo  comes near Dixie she growls at her. It is absolutely hilarious.


Garden update


Today we had a break in the weather this morning. It was beautiful and crisp fall morning. Our trees in our area have begun to change to their fall colors.

The picture above is how our strawberry patch look at the end of this gardening season.The picture below is from early this spring, when I transplanted them from the smaller wooded bed beside it. The funny thing is if you look close at these two pictures CoCo is in both of those  photos. She likes to lie under the pear tree and watch us work.



Hubby said I am going to finish weed eating the last bed for the season. We had two rows in front of the carrots left to weed. He planned to take down the wooded supports for the peas and the strings down. The picture below is how it looks now. The potates and carrots are not ready to be harvested yet.


Today I was working in the house. I was throwing in a few loads of laundry. I decided to wash our hall Rag rug. The rug was filthy from all the rain we have had. The season is changing quickly and such sunny days are rare. Dark clouds and hard winds started coming in over us. Miss Piggy showed up and made our work harder. She decided to help hubby dig in the garden. Our dogs are trained to stay out of our vegetable garden beds. I spent a half hour running around training  Miss Piggy. My dogs were just a tired of her as I was by the time I took her home. She was overly excited and biting them too hard.


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