My yard has been cleaned and nurtured and transformed! And I am checkin it out!
It looks barren, but the dead stuff is gone... and the hopeful stuff is left behind!
And here I am... plottin coordinates for buried pecans.
X, Y = RIGHT HERE!All was going well, UN TILL...
TROUBLE HAPPENED HERE!
I smelled the mulch. I liked how it felt under my foot.
I rolled in it. I wallered in it. I revelled in it. I dropped my cheek deep into it... raised my hip... and I scooted for DAYS in it!!! I did not respond when called in it. The louder my the Mom screamed, the more I revelled in it!!!
Happy Birfday to The Me... wif love to You All from The Me [Just sayin]
P.S. So... My new brush was put to good use in brushin out all the fiber of the mulch... and the Mom also whip out some stuff call "Dry Dog Instant Clean"...
And now I smell like a SWEET BOY! Happy Birfday to the ME!