Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Malice, Not Horticulture

I confess that I bought some barberry bushes this morning not strictly because I like their burgundy hue. I further confess that I bought them out of spite for my dog, who last night dug up our long-standing goblin flowers and left a crater in the flower bed a foot deep. Finally, I confess my desire that the bitch bites down on the prickly barberry thorns in her next effort to dig up our plants and that she learns painfully that pock-marking the beds makes her a "bad dog." I do not seek absolution because I have no regrets. Barberry doesn't look half bad.

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