Remember....

Remember the day I lost the basket of eggs?  Here is a little of the back story.

I went out and gathered eggs.  On my way back this is what distracted me...

They will climb on anything and everything!!!

Look where I found them...right where I put them before chasing Boot off the grill.  Had them in a safe place...away from the new climbing, jumping zone.

Poor Dog

Every year the first of spring and the first of fall, Ella gets the itch.  Usually, I can treat it with apple cider vinegar and Benedryll.  This year it is really bad.  So bad that Pappy got her some special shampoo and spray.  They haven't done the trick.  I'm guessing that yesterday that he saw a post on FB saying that Pepto Bismol helps the itch.  This morning he comes back with some of the bright pink stuff.

Poor thing.  She is so bad that when you let her outside she runs to the nearest bush and starts rubbing her backside up and down...barking in unison to the up stroke.

Here is part of her treatment.  A good brush and some antihistamine go in the mix too.

I am sure that she embarrassed to death.  But there have been no visits to the bushes in over an hour.  And she smells really good.

Ghetto Pool

Before you get bent out of shape...this is the farm ghetto pool.  Only two and four-legged farm animals enjoy the cold water on their feet and they use it for drinking water.

Not Too Happy About This...

but it sure is fun to watch.

So now I am looking for a large piece of wobbly steel/metal for them to play on.  I guess my stump and log bridge has lost its luster.  Moving on to bigger and better play equipment.