Our lawn, the minefield
Sometimes, traipsing across our lawn is like venturing into a minefield, painstakingly trying to avoid stepping on "bombs" of grass-camouflaged turds (mine of course). Yesterday, before mowing the lawn, my Dad did a "clean sweep." Thank heaven for small miracles!
Tools of the trade
Tools of the trade
posted by Smiley at 1:08 PM
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Luckily the 1997 Ottawa Convention outlawing 'land mines' does not cover canine mines otherwise we would be in deep doo doo. Kudos to your Dad for braving the dangerous minefield time after time.
We take lots of walks so my human gently and properly disposes of the land mines several times a day. His reward... clean shoes.
Freda
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