Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the less-than-huge purebred border collie, the “velociraptor in a puppy suit”, filling in for guy I live with, and here to bring you the latest news from our garden, and to talk about me a lot. You may remember me from such me-oriented posts as “Mostly About Me”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristically horticultural pose.It snowed the other day, about four inches, and some of it is still here. Here I am in the “old rock garden” with a stuffed toy. I like this one being stuffed, for some reason. Don’t ask me why. It’s a purebred border collie thing. Here I am walking down the path. Those plastic things are “protector deals”, according to the guy I live with. Here I am behind the “scorpiris garden”, inspecting something that needs inspecting. We have to have the chain link fence there, by the way, no matter how crummy it looks. Flood plain and all that. Here I am on my walk. My walk is usually really excellent, though I like to leap and lunge a bit more than the guy I live with likes. I can’t help that. It’s what velociraptors do, you know. The guy I live with said that horrible things were happening all over the world, and that I should be glad that I’m here, and not somewhere else. I am, for sure. Practically at the end of the picture above, the canal, which is to the right of all the willows there, makes a slight curve. You can see it’s still filled with water, which the guy I live with says is “unusual for this time of year”. He says that about everything.
We don’t walk there because the path is surfaced with chunks of broken concrete, for some odd reason. Maybe there was a sale on it. The creek also has a lot of water in it. There’s a lake to the south of here that’s been drained a bit. The creek goes under the canal through a culvert, and appears on the other side of the canal road.In fact, there’s so much water coming down the creek that our path is flooded about halfway down. Just beyond the willows there.
The big roots of the cottonwood have been undercut, some, by all the water flowing down the creek this year. There was quite a bit of water earlier this spring. On our way back home, the guy I live with showed me a nest. He said it was empty now, which is a good thing.That was my excellent walk. In fact the whole day was pretty excellent. We didn’t take an afternoon nap like we sometimes do. We just did stuff, and went on walks in the morning and evening.
Sometimes, though, at the end of the day, there’s nothing like a good velociraptor attack to makes things perfect. It started out as tug-of-sweatshirt, but ended with a really good, leaping chomp.
Until next time, then.