I am sitting around trying to think what I want to do next.
Cleaning out the garage comes to mind but it is a horrible
task,even though it would be a pleasure to have it vacant.
Ted's motorcycle is in there and a riding lawn mower. I
seriously doubt that he will ever be able to take a ride on
the motorcycle again because he is so unsteady on his feet.

Our yard is small, for which I am thankful. I would hate
to be taking care of a big one. My SIL is overwhelmed with
hers and it is no wonder. They have several acres to mow.

One of neighbors does landscaping. Her yard is beautiful
but the house next door to her has a front yard filled with
flowers without any thought to design or color. It drives
Pat crazy.

Rex has been on another digging spree. This time he got a
fast growing vine that I was trying to nurture. I dug it
out of his dirt and replanted it.

I planted a few vegetables and now I have little peppers,
squash and tomatoes. Hopefully, I have them blocked off
from his digging frenzies. Rex won't walk in places he
doesn't trust. He has yet to walk on the kitchen floor.
That black and white tile confounds him in some peculiar
doggy way.