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A new complaint for the Hu-Dad to deal with since he hasn’t been able to mow the dog lot – the grass tickles my feety-feet.
Landon walks out into Sibe Quentin’s yard and discovers and unpleasant reality.
Hu-Dad mowed just the other day, but the perfect balance between rain and sunshine has our grass growing faster than we have ever seen. Since he is working hard at his busyness with a month-end deadline, he says we may have to wait a couple of days for him to mow. That leaves Landon is something of a quandry.
The grass tickles my feety-feet.
And, yes, he stood like this for a while. Hu-Dad may have rolled his eyes, but the best expression might have come from his sister.
Oh, good grief.
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This made me laugh – as we are in the same boat! And some of the collies are not happy with our failure to keep up with the mowing!
Oh Cheesewhiz what are you going to do with that boy!!! He needs some big sis education
You have “The Little Prince”… now you have ‘The Little Diva”!!!
Please send some of your rain to Waco, Texas & the wild fires in California!
Poor Hu-Dad-trying to work and keep the “herd” happy with the grass!! It’s been tough here too between the rain-the heat and the nasty humidity which seems to make the grass grow SO FAST!!! You doggies have to be patient-lol!