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My Adventures in Soil )
I must say, there is nothing quite like the thrill of working in soil.
After a while, I abandoned my shovel and just shifted the earth using
my hands. It’s amazingly satisfying. I am entranced by the smell and
texture of it, and I am in love with how enriching it will be for my

Breathe deeply,
Laugh with abandon,
Love wholly,
Eat well.

MiLady Carol
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I was very focused on the soil, the bed and the planting. What I didn't notice was what the girls were doing. I had locked them in the house for a spell while the gate was open, then I let them loose to sniff and smell. G had turned out the compost bin to fold it into the new bed, but it wasn't ready yet. Instead of returning it to the compost igloo, he dumped it in a pile of brush. I meant to cover it immediately, and I didn't. I forgot about it for a good 20 minutes. I covered it then, though. It must have been 20 minutes too late. I have two very upset little tummies. I have found regurgitated compost on the living room floor and the bed. I'm working on laundry and I've cleaned the house and lit candles to dispel the odor. I took the girls outside and we all settled on the deck on a pillow with some tea and a book. Dina launched off my lap and deposited another batch in the grass. Poor girls.

Edit: Five incidents and two laundry loads later, I have doubts if I'm in the running for the Best Puppy Mama award this year. My poor girls.


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