Alright! I'm excited. I ordered Sam's doggy saddlebag backpack on Amazon yesterday. I've been wanting to get one for ages now so Sam has more "work" to do when he's taking walks and going on hikes. He's a working dog by nature and loves it when he has responsibilities. Plus, it'll make him ever more tired at the end of the day!

Yeah, I work Sammish to the bone. He even has to help me carry laundry when I go to hang it up to dry. But he gets a kick out of it - especially since he just ends up with a wet blanket or towel or shirt draped on top of him that he has to carry as I lug the REAL weight.



It's a gorgeous day outside and this is the first time since I woke up that I've even come in the house. I won't be staying for long. I just wanted to check some mail first (I have an email addiction).

Finally! My tomato plants (the slackers) are growing tomatoes! I thought they were duds for awhile - or spiting me. Or, perhaps, planning plant urban warfare against me.

Maybe they still are and the tomatoes are biological warfare instruments. Attack of the killer tomatoes?