As you can probably remember from our previous gardening post, for the past few weeks we’ve been working hard to give our back garden a facelift for the new season. We like to use it a lot in the summer, for barbecues, sun-bathing, games and family fun, and thought it deserved a bit of attention.
At the time of the previous post, we had just made the garden private by doubling up the fence and had begun to extend the grass area – with precious help from George, of course.
Yesterday, after hours of hard labour and many muscle aches, the turfing process finally came to an end. The last patch of grass went down ceremoniously, completing our garden jigsaw puzzle. There was only one small piece of turf left that had nowhere to go, so we temporarily laid it on top of the existing grass until we decided what do to with it.
It only took our comfort-loving whippet – who’s always on the lookout for soft, preferably warm places to lie in – 10 seconds to decide that the ‘new rug’ was placed there for his personal use. He gave it a quick sniff, tested its texture with one paw, then rushed to claim it for himself, before anyone else got the same idea.
Here’s Mr. Spoilt-Boy lying on his grass on top of the grass.
Isn’t it weird that the leftover patch happens to be whippet-size?