<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:bookman old style, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;color:#000000;"><DIV>Morse loves gardens, anyones garden actually. We have only just moved so this garden is new to us and we're not sure where to put stuff yet, but it doesn't matter really as Morse regularly throws himself through the plants to the few holes he has dug at the back of the rockeries, and starts digging all over again. After a few minutes he collapses into the hole and watches us through the shrubs, with soil all over his face. We inherited some roses at the front and dadslave has fenced them off with some string. Every day Morse tries to navigate this piece of land without success and it is an obvious source of irritation to him. </DIV>
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<DIV>Last week we had to put our neighbours geese away for the night as the neighbours had gone out. I took Morse with us as the geese are on a separate piece of land, dadslave sorted them out while I took Morse through to the gardens. The neighbours gardens are wonderful. They open the gardens regularly for charity and holds teas there, and people wander about admiring it all. Dogs are not encouraged. So as they were out for the evening, I thought what harm could a little Morse visit do? Why didn't I know better? I let him off the lead and he just took off - he must've been waiting for the opportunity for some time. He tore down the hill and galloped straight into their vegetable patch. I ran after him and did drag him off (eventually) but will have to shake head sympathetically if neighbours ever mention that the veggies in that plot 'just haven't taken off this year'. *sigh*</DIV>
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<DIV>Becky (hoping they haven't got a webcam set up for their garden), Morse (I was just doing some weeding) and Pumbaa ATB (bwaahhh!)</DIV></div></body></html>