Lily of the Garden

Space is pretty limited in Santa Monica; the community gardens have five-year waits. Through a friend, we got hooked up with a program in Santa Monica whereby you can have a garden in the yard of a homeowner who has the space but not the inclination for gardening. . . . In our case, we are gardening part of a double lot, a huge backyard, where the homeowner is also gardening while occasionally dipping into our produce. Lily loves to wander the giant yard, sniffing things out as she goes . . . and racing to me with her helicopter tail going, when I realize I can't see her and get concerned enough to call her. Then she's off again to explore some more.

Comfort

Before bedtime, I took off my wide-leg jeans and threw them over the chair before I got in the shower. Post-shower, this is how I found Lily.

In other Lily news, we started dog training! She already knows a few commands (sit, shake, go to bed, stay, sit by your bowl, let's dance), but we think it'd be good for her (and maybe fun for her) t0 learn more. She is learning "leave it" and "park" really easily. At the dog training class, she was like, "Um, that's DIRT below my belly" when we tried to get her to learn to lie down. But we'll work on that one more at home before the next class. She's very eager to please, so I'm sure she'll get it.

Really, we ended up with the sweetest dog ever. We are so lucky.