If I had edited out all the parts of this podcast with dog-noises, there wouldn’t have been anything left. In fact, the sight of the recorder now so reliably triggers BeeBee and Ollie to engage in raucous play, I’m thinking about getting a patent on this use and making millions. Until that lucky day when I can afford a pet-free recording studio, the barks, growls, grunts, jingling and all the other sounds associated with two young dogs tearing around the house oblivious to their detrimental effect on my recording career are doomed to remain.
For those interested, the tall split tree in the middle is the one I made my unscheduled descent into rosebush hell to liberate from the killer bittersweet. It hardly has a full head of leaves, but at least it’s not dead. I’m beginning to think that tree is part feline because it’s survived two experiences that would have easily killed other trees. In addition to having the bittersweet wrapped around it, it came within an inch of being smashed when the large tree next to it fell. Saving a tree with that much luck is worth a dive into a rosebush.
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congratulations…doesn’t surprise me 😎