Thursday, December 06, 2007

In which something frightens George

Yesterday evening I was in here - the study - working when George came scurrying in and hid under the desk. Before he disappeared I spotted that his face was filthy.

He'd been playing in the garden so I went to find out what had scared him so.

It appeared to be a daffodil bulb.

The path was covered with earth and there was a big hole in the flower-bed. Peeking out of the hole, uncovered by frantic digging, was a large daffodil bulb. Husband will not be amused. We had better cover it up before he comes home tonight.
I have my own WMD.
xx

3 comments:

mdmhvonpa said...

FLOWER POWER! Yep, one scared pup.

Katney said...

Goodness, just wait till the attack of the killer tulips!

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

Poor George, but again, he's only a baby - I'm not soft or anything!