You may recall, Levi has not historically enjoyed Thursday mornings when the gardener comes. Our current way of surviving this weekly shaking and panic inducing crisis of loud yard machinery, looks like this: I make sure to be home on Thursdays between 9:30am - 11:00am. When the gardener arrives, the dogs are loaded into the bedroom. Teddy is fine on the floor. Levi hops up on the bed. I hold the flappy part of Levi's ears down to his head to cut the sound and while doing so, give him a little noggin massage. We continue this until Mr. Jerry, our beloved gardener, has driven away.
I think Levi secretly looks forward to Thursday mornings now.
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