We found our backyard had turned into a dustbowl. So, we put new grass seed down and added a fence to keep the dogs out when the sprinklers are on. Sophie watched as the fence and gate went up.
This is not a pretty site at all.
You notice Gus, the red furball in the left back of photo, could care less...
Toby, what have they done to our freedom?
So this is life now??
No, puppies, just while the sprinklers are on...
otherwise, the lawn is yours again!
Finally we cleaned up the patio, rearranged tables and chairs, and reclaimed our dustfree life.
All of us.
5 comments:
All they need is a tin cup to scrape across the bars. These pictures are wonderful. I had a run built for Albert, but he screamed everytime I put him inside -- like we were sticking pins in him.
Hysterical - tin cups! Should I make them wear stripes too? Wait, this is Arizona... pink boxers are the mode de prisoner...
Albert will fit in fine!
Awww that's so cute, looking thru the fence so sad, but so cute! Great commentary!
I thought you were a nice person and you turn out to be a prison warden! Holy cow. Holy dog?
(Actually, I was going to say, when it comes to animals, or dogs at least, it always seems to be decisions, decisions, doesn't it).
Sophie is gorgeous! All those pups are cute! In the one photo behind "bars" they look like they are waiting for the "getaway car" - lol!
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