The weather had boxed me in so the first hint of sunshine and warmth lured me outside. We had some trimming and burning to do but I also stole some time to play. Checking how the last big rain had changed the creek bed.
Every time I go out I see more jobs. This was a rather deep spot reflecting the light but what I saw was the wood that needed to be cleared and the possibility of a grand son swimming hole come spring.
Then Lizzy, The Announcer, informed me the remaining farm team was up to something.
Four dogs trying to remove what ever took refuge under this stump. Count them...four. Squiggs is the smallest and Lil the largest but three found room inside the hole they had excavated.
Busy determined dogs
Lil takes a break and allows Ki and JR to fill the hole.
Nothing was caught but excitement was high.
Those are happy tails sticking up in the air.
Later this day Bonnie captured another armadillo. She shook it so hard it was separated from it's shell. Good dogs! Bonnie two, armadillos Zero. Things are going as they should At The Farm.
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