I spent the night sleeping in a 7'x6' tent to assess its durability in the drizzling rain. IT's a tent that I got free for review. Despite a few pinholes in the fly, I was dry because the tent's materials were not holed in any way. Rain puddles had collected on top of the fly creating small depressions in the nylon. The tent had performed better than expected. It's built like a Mountaintop tent, an umbrella tent designed for 2-3 people but which to me is a single tent. I like having room and I like having room for the dogs to join me. Sadie and Zeke were inside the tent with me, on self-appointed body guard duty. Minnie was napping under one of our rose bushes by the back porch. The solar lights were still flickering but my feet were cold when I got up at 5:20am. Kevin was already gone to work.
I got up to feed them, all five of them following me into the kitchen. Sammy, as old as he is, can still push the others out of the way with his 94 pounds. All five got half a can of canned food, beef-flavored Pedigree that I know isn't the best but which I know they wolf down. And they did.
It looks like another rainy day. I welcome this rain as our flora need this. I'm desperately trying to get some Bermuda grass planted but the ants carry it all into their mounds during the sun bursts. Damn these ants! I'll have to remember to plant grass in April and May next year and keep the ground solarized so that hungry birds don't take the seeds. Our red harvester ants don't come out until the intense dry heat comes in June, and that's when I'm already either on my road trip or still thinking about it.
