This rain has been wonderful. With most of the seed in the ground, the timing couldn’t have been any better. Now, bring on the sun.
As I blogged about a few weeks ago, my wife and I planted some new grass in the backyard on top of two yards of new topsoil. It’s not the whole lawn, just around the deck area. The grass is coming up nicely and this rain has been great for that.
One thing this rain hasn’t been great for is the amount of mud our dog seems to gather on his feet every time he goes out. It never ends. We have a mat at the back door that the dog will stand on when he comes in from outside so we can wipe his feet. We have a towel at the back door specifically for that job.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard we try, we can never get all of the mud off of his feet. Before you know it, there are little clumps of mud all over the house. On our carpet in the living room. On the hardwood floor in the dining room. On the kitchen floor. Max loves to lie on top of our bed, so I’ll find clumps of dirt on top of our comforter, which I shake off on the front step every night before bed. It’s ridiculous. I vacuumed twice on Sunday and once every other day. I’m constantly sweeping the floor. I’m glad the rain came, but enough is enough.
At this point I could care less whether or not we ever grow another blade of grass. I’m beginning to rue the day we thought it might be a good idea to bring in a lot of fresh dirt with a 4 year old dog who loves running around. It was probably my wife’s idea.
I’m almost on my knees begging. Please sun, come out and play! Stick around for a week or two. I won’t mind. For goodness sakes, just come out long enough to dry up the backyard at the Lewis’ household!