Hubby says: "We're not in Kansas anymore"
Ha ha ha.
Anyway, on Friday morning we let the dogs out to wee as normal, and they decided to trample in the mud in the most glorious fashion, so they stayed outside all day (which didn't bother them, they huddled around the fence and barked non stop all day long ...)
(apologies to the neighbours)
We let them in after tea time, they had crusts of mud all over their legs and bellies, and they had a bath. Then we decided the tactic for them to go to the toilet would be to walk them across the road to the vacant block - which worked much better!
Mick whipper snippered on the weekend so that the dogs didn't have to leap "meaty-bites" style over the grass, and the yard is so substantial compared to what we are used to, he was COVERED in grass and weed. Some of the weeds resembled trees, the trunks were that thick!
Our crossover was poured today, so YAY but bad news - it's meant to rain for the rest of the week, so no more concrete until the concreter comes back from holidays (unless we get no rain - but i doubt it)
So bummer, no driveway yet, which means no visitors, but is that really a bummer? We can do gardening!
This weekend I've decided we're putting some crushed rock out the back around the washing line so that the dogs no longer have mud to walk in (and then that's the remainder of the landing for the washing line) Wonder if I will actually get it done...
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