At the Love household, there are many such spots where Argos has dug and slept -- silly ol' puppy.
Sleepy Lois and Thomas went out to get bird seed for the winged pigs around here. They eat, well, like birds -- pounds far exceeding their body weight. Their substantial waste creating weeds and millet plants around the circular base of the feeders.
Marcus has battled trees, trumpet plants and grasses this year, mostly to his defeat. Along the North side of the house -- lesser amount of sun, is a patch of ground that weeds and moss always consume. His bane -- trumpet plants -- undefeatable by natural means.
Marcus is still refining his resume' while Lois' knees are painful -- claimed to be an 11 on a ten-point scale, and Thomas' shoulder is still a wreck. Last night he wore a layer of topical cream like (Icy Hot or Ben Gay), but seemingly is not really better today. Man!
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