dig dig dig

''Dad ! You filled in my hole. It took my ages to dig that hole in your new garden.''

*grumble grumble*

''I'll guess I'll just have to dig it up again.'' *dig dig dig*
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Billie in her chair

There's Billie. Hello lass.

''Hello yourself.''
Enjoying the day ?

''Oh yes. Lovely thanks. Hello Daisy.''

''Hello Billie. Alright then ?''
''Fine thanks.''

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Check the packet

Laura ?!
Yes dear.
What did you just plant here ?
Parsley and sage.
You'd better check the packet because we seem to have a white Jack Russell instead.
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Hunting beetles.

We're working in the back garden today.

We're tearing down an old fence and cleaning out some weeds.
"Dad ! There's another beetle."

Well eat him up them Daisy.
"No way, Dad. I'm scared of beetles."
Poor chicken. Well watch out in case he bites your nose then.

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Comfy in the cool dirt.

We're around at the new house, fixing the back garden.

Monty has dug himself a nice, cool hole in my new garden.
"Yes, it's very comfy here Dad."

Jolly good.
As long as you're comfy in that big hole you've dug in my new garden.

"Oh yes. Very comfy thank you. Now run along, it's time for my nap."

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Digging in the cool dirt.

It's another hot day around at the new house.
We're working in the back garden today.

I see you've found a cool spot there, Monty.

"Yes, Dad. I've dug a nice deep hole in your new garden."

"I've been digging too, Dad. It's good fun."
Oh jolly good, Daisy. Well as long as you're having fun then.

I guess I can fill in that hole later. Sigh.

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Dusty and hot.

Phew, it's a warm day at the new house.

"Yes, Dad. We're hot and dusty."

Yes, Daisy. It must be all that hard work you're doing.
"That's right, Dad."
Yes, I can see Monty is worn out.

Well, you two just have a snooze there while I keep painting.

"Yes, Dad. We'll supervise from here."

Si the DogBlogger.