Dogs in the Garden

One of my favorite things to do is hanging out in the garden with my dogs and my flowers. Looking at old photos this year, I found many adorable pictures of my dogs hanging out in the yard helping to dig holes, eating rotten figs, or just enjoying the sunshine. Here are some of my favorites.

Hunter is the tan and white Harrier dog we adopted from a pet rescue in Mexico. We drove about two hours down to San Diego and picked him up. He was about 8 months old when we got him. Below was his first day home with us.

Below is the picture of him now. Not much different but you can tell he has aged a bit after four years. He is rounder and communicates with deep meaningful looks more often than he used to.

This look says, please let me go behind the fence where the fig trees are
Lord Waggles

This Café au lait colored dog is named Lord Waggles. He is mixed with some type of small dog breeds but I think he is most like a Maltese mix. He is so good-natured and a true gentleman. He is the quietest of all little dogs that I’ve ever seen. We adopted him from a friend who adopted him from another family who no longer wanted him. He was about a year old when we got him. He is five now. I cannot understand how anyone could give up such an adorable little guy like this one.

His chin is a little dirty because he was eating slugs and dirt in the backyard.
This was a picture of my yard about three years ago. Below is the same area now, more frontal view.
I had to put a little white fence in the bottom right of this picture because my dogs were digging a large hole there near my clematis.
Hunter is up to no good as usual.

The picture above is my favorite of all Hunter pictures. I fenced off this fig tree area so that he can’t go in and snatch figs off the trees. Somehow, he found a way to get in but he doesn’t know how to get out. I left him there for about 10 minutes. I meant to leave him in longer to punish him but I gave in.

The other day he wanted me to let him in behind these 2 foot tall chicken wires so he can look for figs to eat back there again. Look at his pitiful face begging me! First he would look towards the gate, then turns around and looks at me, and back at the gate.

Today I found a few more beautiful flowers in my yard to share. I will leave you with this collage.

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