Now is the twilight of the garden. The last of the veggies have been gathered and the plants uprooted. Tiny Toby has appointed himself my assistant in bringing the harvest down to a more manageable size.
After eating far too many green beans for such a small body, Toby whined for me to take him out. Fearing the potential consistency of such a bean-fueled accident, I rushed my boy outside. Under the watchful light of the moon, I was serenaded by the hindquarters of my puppy with the eternal refrain, “Toot, toot, toot”.
Ahh, the joys of a late summer’s night with a gassy terrier.
I will get those green beans.
If you would like to spend even more time with my boys, pick up a copy of Dream Our World. Inside Bitey and Toby visit the museum of their dreams and view the world of art from a canine perspective.
Dream Our World is available through inter-library loan or at my shop!
I DONT THINK THE ACCIDENT ONE OF THE HOUNDS HAD IN THE EARLY HOURS WAS BEEN FUELED !!!!!!!! MORE LIKE SOME TREASURE FOUND IN THE GARDEN THAT HAD BEEN LONG DEAD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!. ALL HAS BEEN WELL AL DAY HOWEVER !!!
Oh dear. What an aromatic event to brighten your day! 😝
Toby running: 🐕===________
In the morning, I do a series of back exercise which involve me lying on the floor. Maverick likes to lay across me when I attempt to do these. Yesterday, he got himself comfortable across my body – and proceeded to let out a long, low, squeaker. And then he looked at me like I had done something unforgiveable and got up.
🤣🤣😂😂🤣🤣. Now that is a video I would like to see! 🤣🤣😂😂🤣🤣
It’s quite amusing to try to do this stuff with him across me
I wish your neighbors had taped it.
I think they have a Ring doorbell. There is a chance that they did! 😆