Monday, September 25, 2006
Dad mowed the grass this weekend. It's been a while, because our grass was all dead. Up here in the northwest contray to popular belief it dosn't rain all the time and it gets pretty hot and dry in the summer. But the rain is back and the grass grew enough for dad to mow it. The reason why I'm meantioning it is because I LOVE to eat grass. I can graze for hours in the back yard after dad mows it. And he dosn't seem to mind because he leaves it all in a nice pile in the back where he grows stuff. Dad calls that pile compost and gets all weird when I get into it, but I can't help it, they throw all kinds of good stuff in it. Heck I even roll in it when he's not looking. Peanut dosn't really care about the grass, she's too busy working on her tan. Oh my god she loves the sun.....not me I prefer a nice bush or freshly dug hole in one of dads flower beds. Here is a picture dad took of me after one of my yard feasts. He called me a goat and tried to pull all of the grass out of my teeth.
PS. The cat has been taken care of, I don't think she will try to blog on here for a while. But she IS part of Beagledom so no promises guys.