Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the extremely tiny (yet getting huger) purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to tell you all about my day in the garden. Actually the last two days. You may remember me from such posts as “The First Morning”, among at least a few others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.You can see that I’ve torn apart the chair coverings, in my attempt at redecorating. I discovered that the purebred border collie who lived here before me did this sort of thing, so I figured I should too.
I guess before I spend time talking about me, I should show some flower pictures. Here they are.
Okay, now that that’s out of the way, the guy I live with has been sort of desultorily doing stuff in the garden. I’m not sure there’s a plan, in fact I’d say there isn’t one at all. He just decides to do stuff, and then, sometimes, eventually does it.
One of the things he decided to do was re-plant the raised bed out in the “way back”, for reasons only he knows. I discovered that there was a hole dug out there, probably by a rabbit, but no one lived in it, so I decided to work on the hole. The guy I live with said “border collies don’t dig”, which shows you how little he knows.
This is me, here, if you weren’t sure. And that’s the hole. Where the bag is standing used to be a miniature nursery, but now it isn’t, and things are going to look different there. Maybe not much better, but different. The hole was kind of deep. The guy I live with reminded me of the OSHA regulations on shoring holes, and I ignored him. He also said I couldn’t breathe through my ears, so I’d have to be careful. I went to work. This was important work, too, as I’m sure you’ll agree.
So you can see that I’ve already proved my value in the garden. I chase rabbits, tell squirrel to get lost, get rid of the ugly plant labels in the garden, and do some digging.
Until next time, then.