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The first maters of the season!
Jun. 28th, 2012 09:47 amI went outside this morning to try and figure out why the dog seems to be sleeping in the shrub that's by the foot of the stairs, rather than in her house(turns out one of the lawn chairs got set down across the run line[P.S. the dog tried to run ahead of me and caught my ankles in her rope and dammit rope burn stings like the dickens!]) and I found these as I was checking out the plants in the green house. The last couple years every tomato plant we've had has either withered before bearing fruit, or the birds and other pests have eaten all the fruit.
When I went out, I took Puddums with me. for the last year or so she's been tiptoeing out onto the porches when the door has been left open for longer than 5 minutes, and starts to nose about things at the edge of the steps. She's still too afraid to stay out there on her own much. As soon as someone moves as if they might be going in and shutting the door, she bolts like lightning back into the house and hides for a bit.
Because of this trend, I have taken to dosing Puddums as a sort of therapy in the hope that she'll get over some of her anxiousness about the whole thing, and maybe she'll start going out and work out her problem with *blech* is at the very least do it more outside like Duchess does. I can hope.
Today when I was coming inside, rather than bolting ahead of me to the door, Puddums seemed determined to sit where she was in the greenhouse and chill, so *shrug*. I propped the door to the back porch open though before Duchess and I came in, and I won't be surprised at all to find her waiting to come in when I go check in a bit.
When I went out, I took Puddums with me. for the last year or so she's been tiptoeing out onto the porches when the door has been left open for longer than 5 minutes, and starts to nose about things at the edge of the steps. She's still too afraid to stay out there on her own much. As soon as someone moves as if they might be going in and shutting the door, she bolts like lightning back into the house and hides for a bit.
Because of this trend, I have taken to dosing Puddums as a sort of therapy in the hope that she'll get over some of her anxiousness about the whole thing, and maybe she'll start going out and work out her problem with *blech* is at the very least do it more outside like Duchess does. I can hope.
Today when I was coming inside, rather than bolting ahead of me to the door, Puddums seemed determined to sit where she was in the greenhouse and chill, so *shrug*. I propped the door to the back porch open though before Duchess and I came in, and I won't be surprised at all to find her waiting to come in when I go check in a bit.
