The dogs and I tilled the small round garden today. It took Oliver awhile to grasp the concept of getting out of the way, and Cody enjoyed a good roll in the fresh manure. After tilling, I fenced it so that I would actually be able to have some plants.
Cody is enjoying digging in all the piles of sawdust that are remaining from the sycamore tree. He buried a smoked chicken foot for later. Oliver toddled along, found it and was delighted to find that the earth contained freshly smoked chicken feet. Who would have thought?