Grandma’s house is as close as a dog can get to heaven on this earth. The yard is one big lush garden, full of bright beautiful flowers, inviting bees to annoy, and a pool for a refreshing dip. Plus the caretaker is generous with the treats. I’m pretty sure the dogs would like to live there; sadly though, they are stuck with me.
For all of this, there is a price. They must occasionally play along with our whims. Grandma is very fond of her flowers.
They bear this willingly, for the most part.
Some more than others.