My Little Patch of Green

Not only did Dogzilla get groomed this weekend but the lawn got a trimming. Lawn might be a slightly grand word for what we have. It is definitely a city yard. It is entirely imprisoned by walls, buildings and fences. It is not even big enough for a tree really. It does have some green plant life growing in it. I'm reluctant to call it grass although some of it is indeed grass. Last year we borrowed a push mower once to cut it but it was hard to get up enough momentum before you had to turn around. Finally we just let it grow until it fell over on itself. We joked about trimming it with a pair of scissors or the clippers we use on the dog but finally we bought it its own grooming implement: a weed-wacker. The final product is remarkably similar to Dogzilla's hair cut.