Good morning, good morning the little dogs say. It’s fairly windy today but we haven’t gotten the predicted rain yet. We tried to sow a little grass seed but who knows if it will come up or not. With any luck, the bermuda will wake up soon, too. Hopefully, the horrible winter didn’t kill it. Since it hadn’t rained, I watered the grass seed and they really enjoyed playing in the spray.
I rearranged their stuff in preparation for the winds. As usual, moving things around makes them even more exciting. The upside down picnic table makes a great teeter totter when they climb or jump into the benches.
Feeding them individually in crates has created puppies quite insistent on getting in to the crates quite frequently. I keep trying different gates in front of that door but they just accept the challenge so I’m not using that door unless absolutely necessary (preferably when they aren’t outside.). It’s also extremely difficult to get them to come back out after they’ve eaten. It’s not a bug it’s a feature, right? Nighty, nighty, nighty. Puppy breath to all.
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