These were the last seeds I put in the ground.  This happened on Friday, May 23.  The back of the packet has directions, but I wish it had a box for light.  Instead I have to search through the directions to see which sort of sunlight the seeds prefer.

All the seeds are in the ground now, and none too soon!

Luigi is making a salad using a potted plant and his orange Cuz ball.  MonDieu!

Last night, I used the Furminator on Taylor.  You see, I took her to the vet on Wednesday to get a snippet of a stitch that was sticking out of her belly clipped off.   OK, I was really there to say so-long to my vet, who is having her second child and leaving the practice she’s done business at for 8 years, and her husband and she are moving back to Lansing, Michigan.  That didn’t really matter to Taylor, though, because she is inherently uncomfortable about being around vets.  I am too, but only because I comeout of there usually so much poorer!

When I went to work on Wednesday morning, I found Taylors fuzz all over the seat covers.  That’s why the Furminator came out last night.  And I’d heard that dog hair keeps varmints away, so I threw it on the place I’d planted the corn.

This afternoon I took some pictures, and upon close inspection, I found some sprouts already!  Yeehaw!  I think they are squash.

Helen