He knows "sit" and will go to the gate or door to tell us when he has to go out, and if I'm busy at the sink or whatever, he'll bark to tell me he has to go out. He's very smart.
Ha ha! If he could speak at this moment, it would be "But I don't wanna go back in yet!" He is such a stinker, but a cute stinker.
His Mom came home with flowers and a treat for me. She said here Mom, I knew you were missing Jesse and thanks for watching my dog. It put a smile on my face for sure.
The early morning temperatures have been what we call "great camping weather."
Even the chickens are slacking right now. I don't want to make predictions just yet on the tomatoes, but I have a bad feeling it'll be like last year - small, not all ripe at the same time, not enough to can everything we need restocked (you can't buy bulk organic paste tomatoes from local produce stands). The beans remain small, and the plants too. The green peppers are getting starts on them, but plants are half the size. Knowing all of this, we are now even more set to NOT plant a garden at all next year if rain is as bad as this year. The struggle is real. I'm about ready to trade in the house for a motor-home, with a toy hauler, and just go.
Anyway, not meant to be a "negative" post, but sharing the reality of our garden this year. Not all of us have it good.