I guess all our humans have shortcomings.
One of Gail's is her lack of interest in garden work. This is fine when it means that my walks are prioritised, although less so when she puts her desire to go riding her bicycle with her friends first.
Anyway, I don't think I am betraying any secrets when I tell you that her efforts at keeping our back yard tidy tend to be sporadic and less than thorough.
For example, earlier this week Gail did actually venture out, trowel in hand, and dug up a huge dandelion from the patch of grass/moss/clover that she (laughably) calls our "lawn".
Did you know that dandelions have deep roots?
I really wasn't satisfied she'd removed all parts of this pesky weed and so, while she was out on her bike yesterday, I decided to do her a favour and excavate a deeper hole. Just, you understand to make sure all traces of the root system had been removed.
I was pretty pleased with my efforts and imagined that Gail would be too.
But when my owner returned home and saw the results of my hard work she just sighed, and said (with a certain lack of logic) that if my Human Grandad* saw what a mess I'd made of the lawn he'd be turning in his grave....
Happy Nature Friday friends! Do go and look at the other posts in the LLB Gang's always wonderful blog hop. Perhaps at least one of the participants will be showing you a properly well kept garden ...
*Gail says: Human Grandad was always particularly proud of his perfectly maintained and weed free lawn.
