Mr Frost visited last night.
We knew he was coming because Mr and Mrs H came back from work and dashed outside to begin lugging pot plants into the greenhouse and wrapping up the wormery in the shed.
They were even doing this in the dark. No lights by the greenhouse, so they must have wished they had our night vision!
Darcy and Bingley on patrol
This morning I pondered what to do in the garden...
I decided the wall was the place to be ...
... it is impawtant to oversee ones territory...
... AND be seen by potential impostors.
I am King and this is my garden!
then I sat contemplating for some time..
(my thoughts were so impawtant that I didn't even blink)
and we both showed Mrs H the bum of disdain when she called us to come inside
You can bury a lot of troubles digging in the dirt