That's not great news, but that's not all. There was a big Spring clean-up in the back yard this week. The weather was great those days and I was not allowed out in back for the afternoon sun, but no matter. They were concerned because the gate had to be open during all this work. I understand. It really screwed with my schedule, but I'm over that. The thing that has really got me upset was that when I finally got the yard back, my leaves were gone! Stolen, I have to assume. I had this great pile, right in the southeast corner of the yard that I just liked to walk through. And what's there now? Nothing. some dirt, some grass - not a leaf in site.
Me, Lola, with my leaves in happier times.
That's what they looked like. I know they were mine because no one else was using them at all. If you should see them anywhere, please let me know. It'll take another six human months - that's three and a half standard dog years - to get another good pile together. That's quite a long time.