I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many storms. It’s been raining for days. I love thunder storms, but I hate the patio having standing water on it.
It looks more like dusk than morning.
Abi is not getting it. I lift her up and put her in the small dirt gardens. She just looks up at me and takes off for one of my flower pots. Last night she broke the marigold stem off close to the dirt. Sigh.
I think next I’ll try planting more herbs in the little dirt gardens. Or get a kiddie pool and poke holes in the bottom, then fill it with soil and herbs. But that’s a lot of dirt to be toting in.
Abi is nearly nine years old, as is Charlie, so I doubt I can teach an “old” dog new tricks. Even if it is a new trick/habit.
Anyone have any psychological tactics that might work on this dog who SO needs a dog whisperer it isn’t funny?
While I’m pondering this latest dilemma, have a wonderful Mother’s Day. And if you’re a pet mom, you’re still a mom, so celebrate that special day today, rain or shine.
It is a distinct honor to be a mother. Through good times or bad. Child or adult. You’re still their mother.