Hug's Work

I wish Hug could like his job more. I think sometimes you get lucky and what you like to do is something that you can do easily. Like me.

Hug loves this city and knows more about it than anyone. He also seems to hate it more than anyone. Hug is like that.

I think his tours are really great and would take them all the time if I didn't have to work. Though I do get to help with most of the tours he plans now and I can go walk them and see what he is talking about. And he points stuff out when we are in town.

Hug works hard. It is too bad he does not have a C.P. Dibbington to tell him how good he is at what he does.

More Rocks, More Work

After I'm done with work, when the evening is super cool and refreshing, I'm allowed to look around the grounds for interesting rocks. Mr. Dibbington trusts my judgement. He knows that I know what to keep for myself and what has to be left where it is for the grounds to be the healthiest that they can.

You might not think it is so important where one rock is but you would be surprised. Getting plants to grow is tricky. Sometimes they have relationships to stuff you would never think of. Like rocks.

There is a friendliness to the grounds. To the rocks and the grass and the trees. You might not be able to notice it if you are just hurrying through but if you slow down, like I do when scouting for a good rock, you feel how the grounds welcome you and want you to be happy.

Work

I am lucky because I live where I work.

A lot of critters have to wake up, get themselves together, and then spend a long time getting to where they will spend their day. I wake up and look out my window and already know what is needed of me.

My home is a shed on the grounds of C.P. Dibbington and I am employed by his estate as a groundskeeper.

I love my work. I do a lot of raking because Mr. Dibbington appreciates my attention to detail. Mr. Dibbington has a beautiful estate. There are large lawns and so many different kinds of bushes, trees and plants. I could get lost for hours just walking around and seeing all the care that goes into making everything look so nice. More than once I have.

I am sure Mr. Dibbington likes it to, but we never get to hear him say so because he's never really around.

Next time I will tell you about Paddy Paws. I work with him the most. He is very good hearted but a bit too much of a goof off. Everyone likes to have fun, but the lawn isn't going to rake itself.