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Thursday, March 31, 2011
I know why the caged tree sings. (Wait, What?) We've had to cage our trees. Our wild-child Dooley started attacking our saucer magnolia tree; she goes after the branches and rips them off. She then brings the branches into the house through the doggie door. She's already almost stripped one tree in our backyard, and so I caged the magnolia tree to protect it from Dooley's attacks.