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Because MY PLUMBAGO PLANT IS GONE.
GONE.
As in, NOT THERE ANYMORE.
THE ENTIRE THING.
I kept that plant alive all summer when everything else had died, and I kept staving it back up when Balto seemed to think it was fun to dig around the roots — remulched, put down heavier rocks around the base, etc. And the [...]

No one can manage it half as well as the real thing.

If there was any question before, there’s not one now: Bulldozer Broadside Balto SUCKS as a guard dog. The instant sat down on the sofa, Balto was so there. I’m just waiting for my mother to visit and accuse me (however playfully) of neglecting the little red dog, seeing how he acts like he’s [...]

Okay, yes, I did name a dog after Halloween since she joined us the week before that holiday, but ain’t no amount of money going to make me name a dog Christmas. Just isn’t gonna happen… Plus, all the names I could contrive in Gaelic or Mandarin were names I could pretty much guarantee would [...]