1. I've been a little obsessed with taking photos of Man-squared's muscles lately. When the light is just right, you can really see the definition in those arms. He's just like his daddy.
2. Speaking of Man-squared, he killed one of the groundhogs that have been vandalizing our garden yesterday. I walked out on the deck to throw a towel over the railing and saw it sticking its head out of the hole. So I quietly came back in and told MS to get his gun. When he went out, he saw a different one peeking out from under the woodpile where it makes its home. He aimed through the rail slats and shot it. I'll spare you the details, but it was a pretty amazing shot, knowing that a groundhog's ear is about the size of your pinky fingernail.
3. My dog is stupid, but you already know that. After the groundhog was shot, we sent Pete down to investigate, hoping he would get the scent and learn to go after them himself. He ran down to it and sniffed a few times.
Then he started barking, like that would increase the amount of dead. Or maybe he wanted to play.
Even my Yorkie learned to kill a mouse. I fear there's no hope for Pete.
4. Now it's Saturday morning and I've already been to the commissary and put all the food away, with help from Abbie and Noelle (she of the big, brown eyes). The rest of my day will be spent working and doing laundry, and then going to a graduation party.
Be thankful ~
Karen
1 comment:
that's a groundhog? it looks like an armadillo. we don't have groundhogs here. that i know of. we have moles. horrible little creatures.
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