I like to leave the tall grasses standing in the garden over the winter, because they look so nice against the snow. But that means that in early spring I have to cut them down, which is a big job – even without Duncan's help!
Duncan loves to help. He sticks his nose into whichever patch I'm cutting, and lies down on the shorter, not-as-prickly grasses so they can't escape. He carefully guards the pile of dead grass I cut down, chewing those bits that needed to be brought under control, and occasionally strewing them around the yard.
And if gardening gets boring, he can always steal Megan's phone. Luckily, he was willing to trade it for a treat.
PS - Duncan is 7 months old today!
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