Polly and Ros greeting us, very pleased with themselves.
They still can't figure out why we aren't excited to see them.
The mess! I don’t know how a nylon ended up in the middle of it. Talented puppies!
You can see where her target was in the planter. It used to be a geranium that I had received several years ago from the branch for Mother's Day. I had taken such good care of it, so it had grown quite big.
One of the plants that we had recently potted that we managed to save from the wreckage.
The pile of mess that she created. Oh, and my toes.
What's left. The stick was the geranium.
My "geranium"
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