Where the Caged Pumpkin Grows
As compact as it is, the garden can be hand watered from two vantage points. The apparatus in the back is used for growing a little girl who likes her fresh vegetables. The pumpkin had to be caged because Dmitri in his youthful exuberance likes to dig. The Concord grape vine that runs most of the length of their fence is loaded this year.
Dogs and dads had separate play dates today. Matt remembered I had an interest in a 4 wheel drive van and there was an older one that we went to look at. It has possibilities but I am leaning toward "no." We went to a gun shop and had a Carl's Jr. sandwich for lunch, farted a lot and were manly together. Then he took Audrey to a chiropractic appointment and I got slimed by Dmitri who will retrieve a saliva soaked ball as long as anyone will throw, kick, or roll it. His limits have never been reached. Honey played too-running pass interference.
Dinner was at Eve's- spaghetti, hot sourdough bread, salad and a nice wine. Eve's neighbor Happi who is recovering from a breast cancer operation joined us. She is a nice lady. A good egg. She says she is on the mend. Matt and I played with Audrey while the ladies visited. We pushed Audrey on the swing in tho apple tree and she got beaned by a falling apple. She started to cloud up until she got how funny it was.
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