Friday, May 29, 2009

The Hole

Why is it that every time a hole appears in the lawn, I get the blame?
I was just minding my own business, outside, when I suddenly find I am being blamed for a hole that just spontaneously occurred near where the water from the washing machine is piped to the lawn. Why would they think it was me? The blackbirds are always digging under the leaves, the possums are running around all night, it could have been anyone, but I get the blame. My muddy feet and nose in the picture are just circumstantial evidence, not proof.
I have been declared out of quarantine, so I can go out to meet other dogs and people. I have been practicing wearing my collar and having short walks on a lead, so I will be out and about meeting all the people and dogs that have wished me well.

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