December 2014


What is a Garden?

 

A place to be, where peace abounds

A place that’s filled with lovely things

A mad place crowded with too many hounds

A place with bugs and stinging things.

 

A place with trees, looming down from above

A place with produce for us to eat

A place with flowers I truly love

A place to sit on my comfy seat

 

I commune with Nature, the clouds and the breeze

Pruning the bonsai, planting the seeds

Out there is plenty to give me ease

In the garden is where creativity feeds!

 

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What is a Dog?

A friend

An ally

A reason to get out of bed

 

A walk buddy

An asset

But the source of those hairs been shed.

 

A dog is all of these and more

A dog can be different things, for sure

But a dog is a treasure and source of pleasure,

Without a dog, what fun is leisure?

A bundle of little dogs, with friend!

puppy and friend!

Less than half an hour ago, I saw the most interesting thing. I’ve lived in this house, with dogs here too, for about twenty five years, and this is the first time I’ve seen this thing.

We’ve had Willie Wagtails here, always, as far as I can remember. But tonight was the first time I’ve seen this happen. I’d let all four dogs out into the back yard for a toilet break after they’d had tea. The Pharaoh Hound girls did their usual trick of racing toward the back fence to catch something.

The boy dog, Lah Dee squatted for a poo, and then a brave little Willie Wagtail swooped him over and over again, chattering its anger at the dog. The dog ignored the bird and wandered off when he’d finished. Then I did my pooper scopper lady thing, wondering if I’d be swooped too. I was safe from the bird, which had flown off over the fence and into a gum tree nearby.

Then the two girl Pharaoh Hounds went down that part of the yard and they were both swooped too. I was ready to get involved and convince the dogs to go away if they tried to catch the bird, but fortunately, they didn’t seem to notice the bird either. This really surprised me, because both of these girls have caught and eaten birds before. I don’t mond it so much it it’s a sparrow or starling involved, but I love these cheeky Willie Wagtails, always have and always will!

I know it’s nature that makes the dogs want to catch things and eat them, but dogs came to Australia, whereas the Willie Wagtails are native birds, and I figure this gives them right of way here. Does anyone else have thoughts about these things? I’d love to know whether or not you agree!