Dakota & Jack kicked up the moist soil, their paws working overtime. “Hey! Watch it! I’ve already had my beauty treatment, thank you!” declared Amy. Zahli ran to see what all the fuss was about. The handiwork of her friends set her thoughts into motion.
Zahli announced to the rest of the pack, that these diggers could be very useful. So she led Dakota, Jack, Cheyenne, Meesha & Floss, to the large open space where they would begin the operation. Then she called on a couple of doves that had been cooing nearby. They were only too glad to call their flocks to help out. The Cockatoo that had been dancing on a nearby limb, suggested that he get his feathered friends to assist the canines also.
“What do you think you’re doing? Digging your way to China?” Teddy sneered, as he spotted the massive hole that Jack had gone to town on. “No! I’m going to grow Teddies” said Jack, smiling as he nudged the Yorkie boy into the hole. “Oh! Teddy, are you ok?” asked Molly, as she peered into the abyss. “Ow! My head hurts!” Teddy sobbed, realizing that the girls had crowded around him. “Here let me kiss it better!” offered Zahli. “My leg is sore too” the Yorkie said, as he winced in mock pain.
As Meg, Ginnie, Daisy & Zahli scooped out the narrow trenches, the doves flew in & dropped the seeds into them. Then Kyle & Desmond would spread the soil over the seeds. Floss & Molly were maneuvering the plants into the holes that the bigger crew had dug. Amy sat on the sidelines………pondering whether she would need to apply another coat of varnish to her claws!
The cockatoos set about gently scattering the soil around the newly planted seedlings. Next Jack & Dakota tromped over the soil in order to pack it down. “Oooh, it’s raining!” Teddy cried, as he ran to shelter under Dakota. Billy B’s sides just about split, as he pointed the hose this time…….at the garden. “Now that’s what I call a brilliant day’s work” said Floss, her chest puffing up with pride. “And I didn’t even break one claw” offered Amy. The Kookaburras laughter echoed throughout the hillside.
Everything was growing well & it was becoming obvious that people were needed to take good care of this garden called Minbalup. Desmond stated that he knew just how to ‘get that ball rolling.’ He returned, running like a tri athlete, with a pink nightie dangling from his mouth! Then, around the bend, a woman came puffing like a train, determined to retrieve her clothing. “I told you I’d get them here!” barked the proud JRT. The woman stood transfixed, her eyes surveying the well set out garden. In the meantime, Meg rounded the corner with a string of sausages trailing from her mouth. The butcher was in hot pursuit. “Dinnertime!” exclaimed Daisy, drooling.
The dogs were delighted when the Butcher proclaimed to the now rather large gathering, that this would be a wonderful project for the whole community. “And there will be free sausages for all of these canines - every week!” he declared. “Gourmet, of course!” exclaimed Amy.
“Ger off with ya!” growled Teddy, looking in Billy B’s direction. “A little bit of rain never hurt anyone” snapped the Staffy, running for cover himself. Then the dogs noticed that a rainbow had formed, with the orange now deepened, a yellow slice had been added to it, with a hint of green alongside that. “Ah! Mission accomplished!” cried Molly. “Now can we accomplish a good feed?” asked Meesha.

