It’s taken me a week to get over the fact that there were no Scotties to be found at “bark in the park”. I’m back to my normal self. This includes snoopervising all that goes on in MY back yard. I have several vantage points
I’m particularly fond of this one-it is in the shade and not too far from the porch door in case someone says the magic word-dinner.
There’s this cactus in the yard that started out as a small thing:
Birds nest in it because it is protected (from me?). But this year some bird built a nest and abandoned it after laying eggs.
It must have been something Kenzie did.
You have lots of sand and rocks to dig in!
Next year make sure YOU ARE THE SCOTTIE at the park.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
If He gets assigned to work this game next year, I still will not be able to go. No real dogs are allowed in that work area, but there are some two legged ones that make dogs look great.
I rhink the bird flew the coup after she saw how many eggs she laid.
Scotties like rugby better.
Sweet William The Scot
They’re quail eggs. Quails have big families. I haven’t seen any little ones around so far this year. I was hoping to get pix of Mommy and Daddy leading the couple of inch-high little ones running as fast as their small legs will carry them to keep up with the parents.
My grand peep used to raise quail. Wonder why?