Growing up we had as total of TWO dogs. My folks got Otto (Dachshund) the year I was born. Not sure why they wanted a newborn AND a puppy, but we all survived. I had Otto until I was 17 years old. He was a terrific guard dog. 100% serious about making his rounds every night and making sure everyone was settled into bed. We all loved that dog so much!
Our next dog was a Terrier/Sheltie mix. Ginger. They got her when I was finishing High School, so I was gone six months later into the Army. Ginger lasted 22 years!
We got a LOT of mileage out of our family pets. ;)
Growing up my family had dogs and cats. Penny was our black lab mutt, and she was 12 when she passed. She was in a car accident. Her leg was hit, and she couldn’t make it through the trauma. Heidi was a white lab, and died giving birth to 3 puppies. One of the puppies died, too. Chichi was sold, and we kept Sam. Then we had Toby, Tasha, and Sissie. That was all before I graduated from college. They were all great dogs. Sissie was the one that claimed my parents. Also had several cats, not all at the same time. Tootsie was a bad ass. Then we got two from one litter. Mickey and Mikey. I’ve always loved having pets. It was great when my husband allowed us to have them. Not sure why he was reluctant. He seems to love all of the pets we’ve had with our kids. Maybe he was worried about money back then. Things were pretty tight.
I have a potato question. This year I bought grow bags for the potatoes. I chitted the baby potatoes that had sprouted just like last year. I planted them in nice organic potting soil, and yesterday I saw growth above the soil! So that’s a positive sign. I think I read that as the leaves grow that I should add more soil, just to the height of the leaves, so that they produce new potatoes under that new soil. Is that right? Or does that pertain to something else that I was looking for info on, and now I’m confused?
Also, can I fertilize the potatoes or is that a bad idea?
Our dog from my time as a baby until about 13 was named Ginger. Mom told me I went crawling out of the house once and could have gone off the porch drop off but Ginger picked me up by the diaper and brought me in.