The other day when I was at Pioneer Days I ran into Nadine. She asked me why I haven’t had any stories or photos of Kona on the blog recently. I hadn’t been aware of the deficit, but luckily, this morning I saw something that had to do with Kona, so here we go.
Every time I mow the yard these days, my lawn mower runs into sticks, and it is all Kona’s fault. Whenever Kona and I walk around the pond, which is a lot, we have to pass a brush pile. Kona stubbornly sits down by the pile, insisting that I break off a stick from the branches on the pile, and give it to her. It is a real pain to find a suitable branch and break it off, but obstinate Kona remains sitting until I do.
Once she has a stick in her mouth, she proudly carries it back to the yard. There she spends a bit of time gnawing on the stick then leaves it in the yard and comes into the house. This results in sticks strewn all over the yard, which I have to then deal with each time I mow.
Yesterday I went around and picked up some of Kona’s scattered sticks in the front yard and put them in a pile beside the sidewalk, so I would see them and get rid of them. Unfortunately, this morning when I went outside with Kona, she discovered the pile of sticks, settled down beside them, picked out a tasty one, and began gnawing on it.
I will just have to wait until she is in the house sometimes, before I will be able to get rid of the sticks without her objections.
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