Thursday, July 8, 2010

First Harvest

Despite the terrible hail damage I have managed to get my first "harvest."  Ok it was just one radish, but I was still feeling proud and excited over it because it came out of my very first garden.  You can see the ravages of the hail on the leaves.

I have been outside doing clean up.  I had to rake the front the yard day before yesterday to get up all the downed tree branches and leaves.  I was going to do the backyard and garden yesterday but it was pouring rain for most of the day.  It doesn't really look like today will be much better.

I have caught a cold from running out in the rain with the dogs to go do their business.  I have to go with them because if I don't, Ridley won't let the other two have a moment's peace to go potty. 

Speaking of Ridley, he may have to go back.  It just kills me to have to consider that.  He is such a sweet, smart dog.  But unfortunately he is extremely obsessed with me and he won't let the others get near me for any attention.  I have been trying to work with him all week, but he isn't getting it.  Buster and Jazzy are starting to loathe him.  I am not sure what to do about it.  He has learned everything else so fast.  But this is getting worse instead of better.  I am starting to think he needs to go to a home where he is the only pet and will have all the attention lavished on him.  If anyone has any ideas let me know.  I would like to be able to keep him.

R is doing ok, but he comes home absolutely exhausted and pale.  He wouldn't even take a day off to recoup from his head injury and being a stubborn man he refuses to admit there is a problem.  I could just smack the doctor for telling him he was fine to go back to work the next day.

Other than the laundry, I haven't gotten much done this week.  I need to start on my project for the blog party, but I just haven't been able to between dogs, hail and injured husbands.  I will somehow get it done...I always do.  I will keep you posted on my progress.

Hugs, K. <3


Linda in New Mexico said...

Hey a harvest is a harvest, yes?
Some years ago, I had a Saint named Murphy, he needed a sibling Saint Bernard and so I watched the pounds lisings, gave all the rescue folks my number etc. One day I got a call from the pound telling me they had an intake. She was a year old (aren't they always) SB and she was already neutered and her people just couldn't keep her. So there I go. Mandy came to live with us. Murph was so happy, a big someone to romp with....but she decided she would rather guard me than play. I too tried everything I could thing of, even had an animal behavioralist come and try to help. Unfortunately, she needed to be an only dog so I fostered her until we found her forever home. It was really hard so I understand your dilemna. Good Luck, Linda

Anonymous said...

I left another comment, but will add this. The new puppy wants love and attention from anyone. Now that the other dogs feel he is too energetic for them, any time I move puppy bounds over to me and velcroes himself to my leg. That might be cute if I was not such a klutz and he was not over a hundred pounds. All good things take time to even out.

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