Uh-oh. Somebody's in trouble for digging all that dirt. To discourage further destruction, wooden planks and the roofs of the garden fairies' houses had to be used to cover the ever-growing mole holes. "She's a real dog," we all remarked, because our other dogs are fine with sleeping all day. She's a good dog though, and the cats tolerate her even when she barks at them (she wants to play, and I feel sorry for her when the cats just look away). I'll take her out for a walk again on Sunday. (There's this handsome mutt she saw last week. She couldn't take her eyes off him.)
nice to meet mew!Hi, I'm Lauren, and this blog is the repository of my thoughts about erm, mundane things. As you can see, I have a thing for cats. I also like cheese. Archives
October 2016
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