Like dogs do, Summer wants to go outside, then inside and then outside again.
Just in case she has to potty, I am very accommodating.
This warm wind keeps her nose in the air, and I have to wonder what faraway scents she picks up. I am pretty sure she smells everything far and wide.
Still a few begonias hanging on. I usually wait until they quit blooming to dig them up. This year has me totally discombobulated.
Will have to play it by ear.