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.
I love stories like that. Man’s best friend. Unconditional love.
How are you doing? My shishito pepper plants have flowers all over. I keep wondering how this will go over the season. Eventually I’ll find out if I’ve been successful.
So far none of the seeds I’ve overwintered and planted are sprouting. I hope something will soon.
Hubby told me just now that our front walkway looks amazing, and that I’ve done a nice job of making it welcoming. Always nice to get a pat on the back from someone else.
Oh, what a sweet story; those Ginger-dogs are the best. :)