May 4th 2011 7:04 pm
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Momma has been on a home fit-it-upper snit. After the Weeping Willow tree was chopped down in the back yard it looked empty according to her so she planted a White Birch tree a little further away from the spot where the Willow had been. She also pulled up the semi-dead lemon tree and planted yet another in its place. Why she did this is beyond me because this is the fourth one she has planted and most likely she will end up killing the new one also. Sorry momma but you know that’s true.
The big project was to re-stain the back fence because it was looking very weathered. She started painting the fence on Saturday but ran out of stain so she had to stop. After getting more, she went out and continued on working on the fence on Tuesday but again ran out of stain and couldn't finish. Five more gallons of stain and today momma finished everything except for the gate which daddy is supposed to rebuild. In total momma used 12 gallons of fence stain.
I offered to come outside and help her but she said some very NAUGHTY words to daddy because he let me out in the yard while she was painting. I would tell you exactly what she said but this is a family site so I don't want to give the little pups any new words to say - BOL
I should point out that we are in the mist of a heat wave with the temperature hovering around the low 90's so why was crazy momma outside in the sun doing the fence? She should have been in the house with me snuggling.
Anyhoodle, momma had some chicken manure left over from conditioning the soil when she planted the two new trees and she wanted to get rid of it so since she made a real mess over by the fence with dripping stain she took the manure and spread it over the wasted stain. She told daddy it would be easier to clean up manure than stain tracked into the house. Of course I had to go check it out and it smelled wonderful. I was all set to roll around in it but momma came outside and told me “Puffy if you roll around in that $%@$ you are going to go right into the tub”! I was good and didn’t roll around in it – maybe later when it’s dark when she can’t see what I’m up to – HeHeHe.
It sounds like your Mommy was wasting very valuable cuddle time.
Yer mama sure know her Puffy. She telled you NO b'fore you efun had da chance to roll ina good smellin stuffs. BOL!
Demon - Momma should always spend her time cuddling with me - you're a very smart dog.
Ruby - I didn't get to roll around in poo but momma did. When she sat down on the ground to paint the lower part of the fence she sat in a pile of my poo! Yup, momma finally got to expierence the fine scent of fresh poo but she didn't seem to enjoy it at all. She was muttering something about hot sun and poop smell saying some more nasty words - BOL, BOL
I haven't rolled in chicken poo, but I have rolled in goose poo. You were wise to take your momma's warning and not do it.