We have a patch where the grass just won't take. No matter how much we seed or what we do, well the tree is over this area.
Where do the dogs like to go when it rains? Right to this patch to muck it up and this one is no exception.
It just means I groom a bit more but honestly, I prefer them to have fun even if it makes extra work for me.
Whitney, our old golden loves the puppies. She plays with them so gentle and she is so good for them as it helps them to socialize to the bigger set.
We had a rip roaring storm and she didn't react. She always reacts to the storms. It's rather sad watching them age. She's over 14 and that's ancient for a golden. She also has a growth that we have had looked at and no matter what we do, well they won't do anything with it due to her age. Will she make another winter? I am not sure. Our other golden who is getting way up in age too needs two hips - yep hip replacements. So, we have been saving up for that and something else threw a cog in that plan and we wonder why life at times has to be so hard. The dawgs...well they deserve the very best and we do everything we can to do that for our own and any visitors that has been here to say hello, our puppies that go to forever homes - we genuinely care more than you can imagine.
I do believe I love the dawgs more than life itself. But sometimes I feel like I am climbing a mountain and someone keeps throwing a wrecking ball splat right at me. Enough of that. Who wants to read such.... sorry!