As you may recall the road in front of our house has been worked on for the past few days (I first wrote about it here).  I’m pleased to report that the road crew did re-plant our mailbox, although they didn’t put it in concrete as it was before so now it’s a tad wobbly.  An added bonus is that they edged my lawn for me with an industrial sized grader.  I don’t usually remove 18 inches of lawn when I edge it myself but beggars can’t be choosers.  Aw, who am I kidding?  I never edge the thing myself so they kind of did me a favor.

On a completely different tangent can someone please explain to me why my dog, Arthur, prefers to poop right next to the road?  My theory is he’s an exhibitionist of the strangest order and in addition he likes to feel the cool breeze of passing cars as he takes care of business.  Here’s a pic for those of you who don’t believe me: