Over the weekend Chica and I went to the country with our master and mistress. The idea was to clean house and mow the yard, but instead they tackled some invasive cactus in the back yard.
Recently, the grandkids had a hard time placing their tent because of it. So Mary and Lewis, shovels in hand, set to work. By the time they had dug up nine garbage bags full of the prickly stuff, their hands and feet were covered in spines. Us dogs kept our distance so we had no such problem.
The spiny ones left us at the house and took a long lunch break up the road in Utopia, where they had hamburgers and homemade pies at the Lost Maples Café. Afterwards, they hiked the Lost Maples Trail at the Lost Maples Natural Area. Due to the heat, there was not another soul on the trail, unlike last fall when the leaves turned.
Mary, who has a significant birthday this fall, has decided to celebrate that occasion with immediate family at the Lost Maples Cafe and the Natural Area. Hopefully Chica and I will be included this time, since we are about as immediate as you can get.
Back home, we accompanied our Mistress and Martha Siv on a walk in Brackenridge Park on Monday. Hard to believe that the ladies continue to brave the heat week after week. But as long as they’re game, we are.
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