It’s been a really busy week here, in large measure to the impending arrival of this little guy:
His name’s Henry. He’s 9 months old, and he came with the name.
It’s just like having a human toddler in the house again. He’s delightful and sweet, but requires a lot of monitoring just now.
I just got my soil test results back, so I hope to post soon about how those came out and how to mix your own fertilizer blends. You know, just in time to put the garden to bed for the winter. Or maybe I’ll review one of Henry Mitchell’s essays about hounds in the garden. They apparently have an innate sense as to on which plant you’d like them most not to sit.
A new adventure awaits!
Adorable! With a name like Henry he’s sure to fit right in and love your garden. susie
Thanks, Susie! I sure hope so.
What a cutie! I love his name. 🙂 My beagle mix is always on safari in my garden.
Does he try to wander? We don’t yet have a fence and he’s still chewing everything, so he may not get much time in the garden right now.
He’s adorable! Because of two Lakeland Terriers and two Havanese, my garden has some holes but I’d rather have the holes and the four dogs than no holes and no dogs.
I think I agree. He’s a sweet fellow and hasn’t shown much interest in digging–so far, anyway. I hope over time he’ll encourage some squirrel and mole migration.
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