When Chris and I bought this house, I was thrilled to see a Twisted Willow tree in the backyard. My love for the tree was short lived since the little leaves clutter our deck almost year-round, and brittle sticks fall down non-stop. It's a huge tree, and Chris was worried that it's so close to the house. Plus, it has a few dead branches.
We had an arborist take a look at the tree several weeks ago, and he recommended having it cut down. It's a small fortune to have a tree removed, but we were more worried about damage to our foundation from the roots, or damage to our house if branches break off in an ice storm.
So, a team of guys showed up Friday to cut it down. They did most of the work while Evie was sleeping, but we peeked out when she woke up. WOW! There is only one other tree in the backyard, so it looks bare right now. Evie was interested in watching the men cut the tree into pieces with chainsaws.
But she keeps asking "New tree?"
Our dog, Murphy, loves to run around in the backyard. We have beige carpet, so when she comes inside, Chris wipes her paws with damp paper towels. Lately, Evie screams "Help!" and runs over to them. And you might wonder - how exactly does she help? She grabs a few paper towels from the pile and feverishly wipes her own feet.
Lastly, Murphy has this gross habit of licking Chris' leg. He doesn't even notice when she does it, but I do. I hear the licking and it just disgusts me. Well, Evie isn't bothered at all. She walks over and licks his leg, too.
That's all, folks!
5 hours ago