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As long-time readers know, we are always griping that the hu-dad needs to mow Sibe Quentin more often. We knew something was up when we got bully sticks in our crates (something about open gates and us – shrug) and heard the tractor crank up. When we emerged from our crates, we discovered we had fresh cut grass.
Whoa! Our tall grass has been cut.
Does fresh cut grass not feel great on your feety-feet? (And notice that the hu-dad spent a long time brushing my fur-blowing coat yesterday, but it stills look bad).
Feels better to sit on, too!
Best time for hunting critters in the yard is right after a mowing!
Funny, the view from the picnic table is the same.
My perch does seem to be covered in cut grass. Guess we need to teach the hu-dad how to use a broom.
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