in which there is an apparent destruction of grass

  So, this is what happens to the yard when it rains and rains and snows and melts and rains again. Don't worry, this grass has super powers. We did this last year, and it came back as green as ever. Of course, last year, there was only one Border Collie trampling through the mud . . .

 Border Collies also play in the snow. At least someone around here has fun in the winter.









 Reuben views winter as a good time to sleep on the couch, wearing a sweater, under a sleeping bag. But, really, when isn't it a good time for that?

 

 Cats do not, I repeat, do not, go outside.
 

 Outside is for heathens. And Border Collies.