Cone of Shame! Cone of Shame!
Mack had a little bit of an accident last night. We were playing fetch in the back yard, and he ran into the neighbor’s yard to bark at the two guys looking at the house for sale. I grabbed Mack, picked him up and started carrying him back home when one of the guys looking at the house said, “Dude, you’re dog’s, like, bleeding all over you.”
Setting up for the Big Show
The Bees and the Tree sounds like it could be the title of a children’s book. However, it’s just another entry in the growing list of mini-dramas since moving to the new house last year. It all started way back in aught-nine…
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I wasn’t sure if the dead tree in the backyard still was home to our furry, yet extremely ugly, family of ‘possums, but I caught this guy (or gal – you can inspect the photo, as for me, I’ll pass) heading out for a night on the town a couple of nights ago. Hopefully they won’t move into the basement like that unfortunate family of raccoons did over the summer.