It’s beautiful in southwest Iowa at this time of year. The forest is carpeted in wild flowers, the Virginia Bluebells are blooming in the shade garden, and tulips add accent colors in the frontyard. Momma Dog made a rhubarb crisp yesterday but Huck and I don’t eat that, just the thought of tapioca on my teeth makes me squirm. Huck is trying to think of a trick to play on VOG to make up for scaring him yesterday but I don’t think tieing his feet together in the night is a good idea. He’s heard of a new program called 9ll Crocodile and he’s pestering Momma Dog to record it for him. What is it with these terrier breeds? Why go looking for trouble when you can nap at home?
Affectionately, Nemo