There’s something about your writing that makes me want to fall over and kick my feet in happiness. Oh… I wonder if that’s how Bon-Bon felt when he was in the Pile!
Our new puppy Monica obeys all her commands perfectly indoors but becomes completely ungovernable the minute she goes into the backyard. We refer to this as Yard Madness.
Again, Danny, you have fulfilled all my dreams. I was waiting for a Michigan update and you delivered an excellent one. And I like the contrast between Lily’s expression and Rocco’s in the picture. Lily is sure everything is under control and Rocco sees disaster approaching. Rocco knows something the dogs have not yet revealed to the parents…
Get yourselves a compost bin. It is easy to assemble adequately, and will keep dogs and rats out. Soon there'll be teeming balls of worms, and frogs when it rains (at least we get frogs). And in the Fall, you can dump the raked leaves in there and tell them they're going to Backyard Valhalla.
Bon-Bon could surly not have been more keenly or humorously observed if he had belonged to P.G. Wodehouse himself. May he have all the freedom of the lawn and may the delights of the pile one day be his ✨
Each sentence better than the last, but I think this is the one that got me to LOL: “The Pile speaks to the deeps of Bon-Bon’s spirit, and he longs more than anything to commune with it.”
There’s something about your writing that makes me want to fall over and kick my feet in happiness. Oh… I wonder if that’s how Bon-Bon felt when he was in the Pile!
Our new puppy Monica obeys all her commands perfectly indoors but becomes completely ungovernable the minute she goes into the backyard. We refer to this as Yard Madness.
Again, Danny, you have fulfilled all my dreams. I was waiting for a Michigan update and you delivered an excellent one. And I like the contrast between Lily’s expression and Rocco’s in the picture. Lily is sure everything is under control and Rocco sees disaster approaching. Rocco knows something the dogs have not yet revealed to the parents…
I could read whole books about your family life and the adventures of your sweet dogs. This brightened my day considerably, thank you.
Get yourselves a compost bin. It is easy to assemble adequately, and will keep dogs and rats out. Soon there'll be teeming balls of worms, and frogs when it rains (at least we get frogs). And in the Fall, you can dump the raked leaves in there and tell them they're going to Backyard Valhalla.
Bon-Bon could surly not have been more keenly or humorously observed if he had belonged to P.G. Wodehouse himself. May he have all the freedom of the lawn and may the delights of the pile one day be his ✨
God I love this
My God, this is wonderful!
Each sentence better than the last, but I think this is the one that got me to LOL: “The Pile speaks to the deeps of Bon-Bon’s spirit, and he longs more than anything to commune with it.”
I adored this, AND it makes me hope that you have read (or will read) Chapter 4 of Mary Poppins, “Miss Lark’s Andrew.” https://lingualeo.com/en/jungle/p-l-travers-mary-poppins-chapter-four-miss-larks-andrew-165704
FANTASTIC!!!!