What fun to be a dog on a beautiful day with a big open space to play on! Skippy's idea of fun is to steal my sweatshirt and shake it hard. Then he plays keep away with me. Ahh, what fun!
We played this game on my parent's beautiful lawn, which has big purple patches of ajuga flowers that my dad has mowed around. Its one of my favorite sights (and games). I'm hoping to grow a similar lawn myself soon.
Ha Ha, Skippy must have late spring fever! Your parent's garden looks very pretty. Are the Ajugas native to the east cost of USA? Just I saw some similar lovely flowers on banks by the roadside on our travels through California, lovely wild Lupins too. What an interesting State it is.
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Skippy looks so happy. I hope your sweater survived fairly unscathed.
ReplyDeleteAww how sweet of Skippy to take care of your sweater while you garden. Your parent's lawn is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOur french bull dog loves to steal things while I garden. Usually he'll grab a mouthful of weeds I just pulled out and make me chase him! It's really the cutest thing!
Happy water dog! Me dog does a great purposful faceplant several times a day in the grass.
ReplyDeleteHa that's funny! We had all the neighbors dogs over today, two shepards,a st.bernard and two poodle crosses. Quite a mix for sure!
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What a cute little punk.
ReplyDeleteThat is one, happy dog! Lovely photos!
ReplyDeleteSkippy looks very happy! What pretty flowers!
ReplyDeleteDo your folks live in MA?
Yes they do. North of Boston.
ReplyDeleteOh I love ajuga! It reminds me of the summers I spent working at an opera company in rural NY.
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