PopoMyers
Free Ranging
Poo patrol, and raking up all the gazillion rocks that have been excavated by some strong feet. In the run, as I was raking, didn't even see one of Velma's gray green eggs until it broke, and immediately it was gobbled up. She had laid it in the run among the rocks at the edge, perfectly camouflaged. Made me sad again. Filled some deeper holes in the yard, only to have them immediately re-excavated. I suspect that I'll be raking rocks again in the near future.