I finally have found the perfect job for Spring.  It is good to know that she is good for something.  She was my Dog in the Field exploring the mystery of the lawn geyser.  Turns out it is a whale.   Pretty much what I suspected, but she has proof.  Not an easy task, since Garden Whales rarely show themselves, other than to spout water at unsuspecting Whigles, that is.

How did she do it?  Whale songs, that's how.  She actually lured one out for a photo.

Because our yard is very new our whales are pretty small.  The one in the picture is only about the size of a loaf of bread.  Mmm...bread.  On the golf courses they must grow to be ginormous because they can really send the water flyin'.  I shudder to think what will happen to our little yard as the whales grow.

Mystery solved.

I wonder if Spring is any good as a whale exterminator.