MAN’S Work

I’m EXHAUSTED! I had to have a long sleep before I could even summon up the energy to write this post.

Why?

Well, this morning Dad decided that the strip of grass that I use for unmentionables was looking very tired after only a week and needed to be replaced with gravel. He’s quite right.  There were a number of brown patches and someone has been digging holes in it too.  Disgraceful behaviour, and when we find out who it was…   [Editor’s note:  We have a list of suspects.  It’s a very short list – very very short.]

It was great.  First we dug up all the remaining turf.  I was a great help, getting hold of pieces of turf and ripping them from the ground.  Dad was very pleased to have some help.  He was less pleased when I decided that he needed some extra help himself, and I grabbed and pulled his work gloves.  Anyway, it didn’t take too long to lift it all.

Then, wonder of wonders, he introduced me to an exciting new piece of equipment – the wheelbarrow.  Wow.  I mean Wow. It swallowed all the turf, which was pretty impressive on its own.  But then I discovered that, at the front, it has a giant, built in chew toy (I think it’s called a wheel.)  And it moves!  What fun we had as Dad wheeled it down to the compost heap, while I attacked the wheel.  Every time I attacked, it stopped moving, only to spring back to life again, requiring  a fresh attack.

It took three trips to the compost heap before we were done.  Boy did it take a long time, what with all the attacking.

Then it was time to clear up, and something absolutely unbelievable happened. The broom that I killed last week has come back to life too!  I don’t know how that could’ve happened because we have clear proof that I dispatched it (see photo.)

Tired though I was, I immediately sprang into action  – but it fought back.  In the end I had to concede defeat (because I was so exhausted) and go and lie down by the backdoor.  But have no fear.  My strength will soon return and I’ll be ready to vanquish it next time it appears.

My help wasn’t needed for laying the gravel but by the time Dad had been to the shop to get some I was all prepared to test it out.  Very good.  That should stop that anonymous digger!

Angus

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