Silence in the Backyard

Silence in the backyard is never good. I keep neglecting that fact, though. Yesterday morning, I heard Annie go out back. Then I began working. A half hour later, I realized I hadn't heard her come back in. And indeed, she'd dug a hole. Plus, adding insult to injury, her paws were looking suspiciously like a Chocolate lab's, all brown (from the mud).

There are a few good things about winter, one being the back door will remain closed. In the meantime, I'm contacting NASA to see if they want to train in my moonscaped back yard!

Murphy's day.