The Garden Wagon Puller

Howdy y'all. Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've been busy, but I'm holed up here in the kennel at the vet's while Mom and Dad are traveling. They say I am "Special Needs" and I can't stay home with the other dogs while they are gone. Whatever. I like visiting my friends at Battleground.

I have a new love....well, I've always loved digging in the dirt, but now I have a purpose for it. Mom calls it "Gardening." She invited a friend over to come help, and I thought she was extra nice and smelled real good. Her name is Jo, and she called me the "Garden Wagon Puller." She said I am big enough to pull a garden wagon. Maybe someday Mom will get me one. Sounds fun.

I love watching mom dig in the garden with the tools. The earth moves around and I know something will pop up out of there...so I watch real, real careful to make sure I can get it if it does.

Then, I help mom pull out weeds and trim limbs...she puts them in a pile, and I take what I want and drag it off to decorate the yard with it.

Then, I lay in the sun and take a nap. So much fun....I LOVE gardening. Mom is talking about enlarging the beds around the house so there is lots to do! yay! Better go, wags n kisses,

Kolten--the Okie Dobie