My dads think that this is their shed, when in reality it's truly mine.
Yes, Jim may have spent all one summer hammering and sawing before I was born but I still feel that I keep an eye on it more than they do.
Every morning, I come running out to sniff each corner. I know something's been out here during the night. One of these days I'm going to find out what it is.
I check out the neighbour which is the local vet's establishment.
So many sounds from that place. Sometimes, I perk up to the yips and howls from across the fence. I'm so used to the action there that I don't let it get me down.
Thought you might like to see the Virginia Creeper a wee bit closer as it trails across the cedar roof.
They are so proud of this little building. I'm so glad they decided to build it because it really helps with hiding the gardening tools and the like. Besides I can sniff it till my heart's content...aah!
