The work party

Judging by how tired he is this evening you'd think that Jack had dug this entire hole single-pawedly, but in actual fact he was far more interested in playing ball with the two new & exciting people he met today, & possibly wouldn't even have bothered with it had his ball not gone in there; his sole contribution to the pond was a desultory scrabble around in the loose soil at the bottom, then he was out chasing his ball again.

Jack isn't the only one who's tired this evening: hubby & I are exhausted, & the pond would never have happened without the help of our daughter (who also helped me plant the wildflower area) & grandson - I knew there was a reason why people bother having children! Turning the hole sideways worked well, & actually looks far better than the original plan; but with the entire lawn being on a slight slope, it was impossible to get it totally level - it would've helped if we'd remembered to use the spirit level that had been brought out especially, but by the time anybody thought of it, the liner was already in & the water level rising; ah well, the higher end will now have to be a bog garden rather than part of the actual pond! The rainwater we'd saved more than half filled the pond, & with it not being terribly big anyway we didn't have to use too much tap water (& luckily the hosepipe ban hasn't reached our soggy region); I still rather dread reading the water meter though, but it is a one-off, & I like to think that our small contribution towards helping wildlife & the environment will more than compensate for our 'selfish' use of water.

Things we've learned about Jack
He's not much of a terrier: he'd much rather play ball than dig holes
He's also not terribly adventurous: somebody inadvertently opened the front door today & he escaped; my heart was in my mouth whilst the other three raced off out after him, but hubby soon found him - cowering, just around the corner.