The frosts have returned to us. This can be considered great news, because now you can walk dogs without fear of ticks. I don't know what's going on, but special processing often turns out to be powerless. I even have a version that the dust raised by the Russians in the Chernobyl zone, when they tried to attack Kiev from Belarus, somehow influenced these harmful insects. I hope they are still afraid of the cold. So yesterday, after a busy day, I took the dogs and went for a short walk.
The dogs were very happy with this opportunity. The scale of my garden is clearly insufficient for their insatiable energy. I walked slowly along the road, and they twisted circle after circle in the winter field. They returned home tired but happy. Tonight was calmer in the end, because they slept soundly.
