Tongue out Tuesday

Published on by Xena and Lucy

It started out with me going out front because Mom wanted to get a picture of me next to her dying hostas. She sure does kill a lot of plants. Or maybe she doesn’t kill them, something else does, and she just doesn’t notice until it’s too late. I’m just glad she’s better with dogs than she is with plants. Can I get an amen on that? Or maybe just a head nod?

What I didn’t know is that I was walking into the bowels of hell. It was so hot I coulda fried an egg on the sidewalk. That is, if I had an egg. Uh, hey Mom, can I please have an egg? Is it suppertime yet?

Wiggles and wags, Lucy

26 thoughts on “Tongue out Tuesday”

  2. Lulu: “So did you get an egg to try cooking yet?”
    Chaplin: “Maybe with a little nice cheddar cheese to sprinkle in it?”
    Lulu: “If not we think you should totally try the experiment.”
    Chaplin: “And then you can gobble the egg up as soon as it’s broken. This idea can’t miss!”

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  4. I don’t think it is dead. Hostas die back in the Fall and even though you can fry and egg with the heat they are doing the cycle. I would leave withered foliage on the plant till mid October then cut it off.
    Your Friend
    Wills

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  24. oh my, sweet Lucy, that is some curled tongue you have. and your furs are shining brightly in the sun just like Bigs. yes you get an AMEN to better at dogs than plants. begger for eggs is what you are

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  25. Hari Om
    BOL… oh Lucy – it is a thing called ‘seasons’ which makes the hostas (and all other living things) change their patterns and clothing!!! Don’t fret, mum didn’t furget. Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx

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