Tuesday, May 5, 2020



It's not just anyone I would allow to step through the miracle of my blooming wood hyacinth. And, you would think, especially not a rampaging, rabbit-hunting, red-headed eighty-five-pound beast. 

But as we were crossing the street on the way home from our walk, Gracie saw a bunny in the neighbor's yard. She couldn't help herself; she simply took a direct line through my garden and under the bushes to where the rabbit unsuspectingly posed.

And I'll give her credit. Even in the thrill of the hunt, my lady stepped delicately through the blossoms and as far as I could tell, didn't trample a single stem.

So. She is forgiven. 

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