So, today on our walk, I took Zorro and Cleo out to the very edge of our neighborhood, to one of the houses closest to the through street that connects our development to civilization (aka Starbucks). Zorro wasn’t happy about this, as it was early evening by the time we left the house, and that meant actual cars on the streets. He doesn’t like cars. Or trucks. Especially trucks.
But we went that way because one of our neighbors who lives on that street has the most amazing lawn. Healthy, green, lush, with beautiful flowers. And I want to know who cares for it. You see, I’m having serious Lawn Envy and Garden Lust.
So, I left them a note, telling them that whenever we drove by I looked at their yard, and really loved it.
We shall see what happens.