The Dog is a Terrible Gardener

I repotted some cacti this afternoon and Sonnyboy came out to help me. And by help, I mean, he sniffed at everything, barked at the cactus, and then napped right in my way.

It was pretty funny, because all day he was like “Let’s go outside” and then we did and he was like “now, I must sleep so hard.”

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