I caught a titmouse bird Saturday morning on the porch - Gabriel wanted that bird, BAD. I put the dogs outside but didn't latch the door, and Gabriel forced his way back in, so I made both the boys go inside the house with Clydie until I could catch the little bird. He was a little more difficult than the hummingbird, but I got him in the pillowcase and out the porch he went.
Clydie and I "ran the roads" Saturday, as she calls it. :-) We had things to do in town, and then more stuff to do when we got home. I am a weekend warrior - no rest for me, always something to do!
One of the things we did Saturday was put up a fence around our garden area to keep the pups out, and Clydie and I planted the garden on Sunday. Apparently our yard fence is not made in exact 8 foot sections, and I almost didn't have enough of the fencing to do it. We had tilled a spot in the back corner of the yard that was 3 fence sections by 2 fence sections. If it was 8 ft sections, it would have been 24' x 16', which would be 40 ft total. I bought 50' of fencing (this was the somewhat rigid plastic stuff, square grid pattern with the holes about 1/2" or so), and only had about 6" left over on one end, which I wrapped around a picket to make a door to hook to the fence so we will have access to inside the garden. But the important thing is the fence is up, and I don't think the boys will try to bust in for anything.
Clydie and I also got our rebar tower of flowers reassembled and planted Saturday:
Here's a pic of our garden we finished planting on Sunday:
When I got out of the shower Saturday night, Gabriel was sitting there and farted this really loud fart. I looked at him and said "Gabriel, you farted!" and I swear if he could talk, based on the look he gave me he said "yeah, I farted - so?" He's such a character sometimes!
I think I had a bunch more to add, but I'm stopping here. My brain is tired!