<html><head></head><body bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><div><div>Ah, Roland. This is why Speedy admires you so. When we lived with the in-laws Speedy would always break into their precious veggie garden and roll an dig and be hap-hap-happy. He misses the in-laws garden. The lectures that ensued not so much.</div><div><br></div><div>Speedy is envious. Can he come over and play in yours?</div><div><br></div><div>Nancy momslabe to Speedy Speed Demon of the West<br><br>Sent from my iPhone</div><div><br>On Jul 8, 2012, at 8:53 AM, Janice Colvin <<a href="mailto:jhenrycolvin75@gmail.com">jhenrycolvin75@gmail.com</a>> wrote:<br><br></div><div></div><blockquote type="cite"><div><span>The DAILY DROOL</span><br><br></div></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><div><div>I bought each of the dogs-Roland, Truman and Data, a meaty bone a couple of days ago. At about 6 pm I let them into the backyard with the bones. Everyone was very happy, but I didn't see Roland in the yard. I wasn't worried, but went out to check on his whereabouts five minutes later. He was lying right in the middle of one of my raised beds, chewing his bone which was held between his paws.</div>
<div><br></div><div>Earlier he had chewed up the fennel plant and eaten fennel leaves and lettuce. Now the remainder was mostly lying squished under his body.</div><div><br></div><div>I have the beds mostly barricaded, but obviously not securely enough. His Majesty has made it his business to thwart my vegetable dreams this year. The tomatoes have been relocated out of the backyard, where they did extremely well last year, due to a pillaging of the tomato plants by Roland, Truman and even new (last year) dog Data. </div>
<div><br></div><div>Roland: keep well-hydrated-check; get plenty of vitamins-check; rest during the heat of the day-check! </div>-- <br><div><font color="#3333ff" size="4">Janice Henry Colvin</font></div><br>
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