D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

The housemate's dog can again eat solid food and chew tennis balls. But he seems to have forgotten how to finish up his rawhide chewies. He leaves about a third of it lying around the house. So my dog has started stealing it.

D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

Intermittent showers, lovely for the plants. The weeds next door are almost overtopping the fence.

D.O.P.-T.

The chickens totally destroyed the grass on half the lawn at their house - I saw one enthusiastically turning over what looked like a kitchen scourer, which turned out to be a dead grass plant, and are now restricted to the other half. They've been gathering at the fence trying to figure out how to get into the bare-earth section to pick off the grubs. But the grass is starting to peek out again with surprising speed thanks to the rain, and the kids have been playing out there instead. And the cat.