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Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the tiny purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to bring you a short, and, as I think you’ll agree, entirely irresistible post. You may remember me from such equally irresistible posts as “Bunnies And Flies”, among so many, many others.

Here I am in a characteristic, yet pathetic, pose. The cone comes off tomorrow. We can both hardly wait. 15062601Not much of anything has been happening here, as I said before, partly because we enjoy napping, and partly because the guy I live with says it wouldn’t be fair of him to work in the garden while I have to stay inside.

In a way, though, some gardening is happening, because these came in the mail today.15062602I know they look like something you might boil for a poultice to ward off evil spirits, but in fact these are roots of Eremurus olgae. This species is native to Uzbekistan and yes, it’s true that you can get other eremurus from regular bulb companies, but by now you should know that that sort of thing doesn’t happen here as much as it used to.

The guy I live with ordered these from a bulb company in France.

Until next time, then.

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“like putting shorts on a border collie”

Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the rather small purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to bring you the news of the day. Which isn’t really much. You may remember me from such posts as “The Pine Cone Chronicles”, to name just one other cone-related post.

Here I am in an utterly humiliating pose. You can see that I’m feeling much better, though.15062401Guess how easy it was for the guy I live with to put those shorts on me? He now has a saying, “like putting shorts on a border collie”, which he says is like trying to brush the teeth of a crocodile. He’s never tried that, but it probably fits.

Which the shorts didn’t, and so they didn’t stay on very long. The way I saw it, considering the amount of time it took him to get the shorts on me, compared to how easily they came off, he would have saved himself a lot of time just by not doing it at all.

Of course I refused to actually pose with them on. You would have, too.

The only other thing I have, since most of the day was spent trying to get a pair of shorts on me, is what happened this afternoon.

And then it stopped, and now it’s really cool inside the house. And then it started again. I didn’t realize that all it ever did was rain, but then, as you know, I’m kind of new here.

I guess I’ll let you go. Until next time, then.

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