Death of a Garden

Our dog is retarded. For reason only known to him, he is afraid of wood floors. Is he afraid of the wood floor nomes? Afraid the floor will open up and swallow him? Only His Idiocy knows.   This is how Sierra became an “outside” dog. We tried to have him inside for a visit every now and again, but all His Idiocy does his bark at the door begging to go back outside.




Is there a point in here somwhere?

You again? I thought you moved in with another blog.  My point is Sierra has been an outside for many years; for many years he left Laurie’ garden alone. This weekend His Idiocy decided he was going to make mincemeat out of Laurie’s garden. He also dug up all around the generator throwing the white stone all over the yard. Why? The voices inside his head told him to. I swear I thought Laurie was going to leave the gate open and let him run away.  I actually still believe Sierra might become a “FREE PET” Craig’s List post.  It is not a good situation for Sierra right now,  if I were him I would stay in my dog house and lay low.   Anyone want a Siberian Husky?

Somewhere taps plays in the distance

Off in the distance, ever so gently, Taps plays.


A good bartender always listens....

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