The Baby, a.k.a. Filthy Dirty Whitey (FDW), here.
I'm sun-basking in my favorite spot behind the arborvitae. Every morning I
endlessly pester kindly allow Daddy to escort me outside to pee in the soil of Nevada (me, not him!), sniff all the plants, (me again) eat weeds (Daddy abstains) and saunter on down the walk (closely followed by Daddy). Once we reach the far corner, I head up into the raised bed and settle in for a tiny rest whilst Daddy sits on the garden bench, on hawk patrol.
Naturally I get debris all over me, hence the cunning sobriquet FDW.
I usually like to bring some if not all of my collected filth indoors to deposit any and everywhere I can, but this particular morning something was poking me.
It was this pesky little piece of mulch.
That dang Daddy...
XX The FDW Baby XX