Greetings and salutations everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the fairly small purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to bring you the latest news from our garden. You may remember me from such posts as “Naughty Noodle”, among at least a few others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose. Rather raffish, don’t you think?“Just look at those feet!” said the guy I live with, who’d shampooed the carpet yesterday morning, and so I looked at my feet, and figured this was no big deal. It wasn’t, really.
The guy I live with also says that I look like an Egyptian; you know, the kind who had Pharaohs and pyramids and things like that. I’m not Egyptian, of course.
Anyway, the reason that I haven’t been posting much lately is because, and maybe you got an inkling by looking at my feet, it’s been raining here. Day after day.
There hasn’t been much gardening, though I have been able to chase rabbits when it wasn’t raining, and that’s a lot of fun. One got in through the part of the fence that the guy I live with thought didn’t need to be rewired, and I chased it all over the garden today. I figure the rabbit didn’t mind being chased because it came back later, and so I chased it again.
The other thing I’ve been doing, something I mentioned before, is catching flies. This is quite a sport. The guy I live with said the first purebred border collie who lived here was really into fly-catching, and wouldn’t go to sleep at night if there was a big buzzy fly in the room. I tried to tell the guy I live with that fly was truly excellent, but he said “No thank you.” He’s really finicky.
He also said that this wasn’t very funny. I like playing with the hose, like you can see in the movie, and it’s fun to tug on. I had it wrapped around this little tree more times than this, but he unwrapped the hose, which I thought spoiled all the fun. I wrapped it again, just the one time, as you see here. The guy I live with said this was a purple-leafed Prunus andersonii, and not to mess with it, but that didn’t mean anything to me. Well, it’s raining again. I just stand by the door pathetically and wait until it stops. That fancy gate was custom-made by the lady of the house, especially for purebred border collies. I can almost jump over it now. Maybe in a few weeks I’ll be able to.
Until next time, then.