I won’t go into the laborious details of why there are huge dry patches in the backyard and whose fault it is because I’m trying very hard to be a good neighbor. I don’t leave Coco out to bark all day, I don’t host loud parties, and I certainly don’t accidentally cut people’s sprinkler lines and then pretend it didn’t happen OH MY GOD.
I had to break out the hose this weekend because the sprinkler company couldn’t make it out until yesterday, and what should have taken about half an hour turned into two hours of NO, OVER THERE, MARLO. OVER THERE. OVER THERE!
There is one spot she watered that is STILL wet three days later.
