All was going well enough until that dreaded
afternoon when it struck . . .
The Wrath of Dog!
I had taken a short nap and when I awoke, I viewed the work of my three
furry friends. They were all exiled to the dog yard and their milkbone privledges
taken away for a month! Half the chili peppers were razed to the ground.
Dozens of softball-sized coyote gourds were strangled from the vines.
The garden never recovered.
DOGS! You gotta love 'em???
Fortunately, their furious paws never got to my gorgeous Devil's
Claw plant nor my sunflowers. And this week I spied two hardshell gourds
taking shape near the south side of the yard.
I learned my lesson -- naps and loose dogs don't mix. Welllll, there's
always the Fall! Carrots, lettuce, tomatoes, cukes . . . . . .