Saturday was a beautiful spring day. Perfect day to mow the lawn for the first time this year.
I opened up the doors to let some fresh air in the house. Not wanting to keep all the dogs in the house unattended while I worked, I let Greta outside to enjoy the fresh air.
The lawnmower required a few extra pulls to get it started after being stored over the winter. But it soon purred to life and I got to work taking care of the front yard.
Bear and River set up shop at the front door and watched me. Greta watched me too – from the other side of the fence. Every now and then, I’d catch her with a tennis ball in her mouth, just begging me to come and throw it.
After lunch, I set to work on the backyard. This time, I let Bear and River outside with me. This would be the first time River has been outside while I did yard work. It would also be the longest I’ve left her out. I assumed she would love it and I would spend the whole time keeping track of where she was just in case she found another escape route. I assumed wrong.
Greta wasted no time trotting over with the tennis ball and dropping it at my feet. I picked it up and tossed it to the other end of the yard and proceeded to mow the lawn. Greta came running back, ball in mouth. Un-phased by the running mower, she dropped the ball again. I picked it up and tossed it again and continued mowing. This went on for a little bit before Greta settled down in yard and chomped on the ball.
Bear settled in on the deck to enjoy the sun.
River stood at the door, begging to go in.
As much as I wanted her to love just exploring the yard, she reminded me of Josie. I’m okay with that. She has all summer to explore the yard.