Exploring the rockery

Being such a glorious day, we both thought it an ideal day to tackle the pulling of quaking grass that grows in abundance in our rockery (which incidentally is a on a slope) we are on the side of a mountain.
Opening the side gate would release the hound, we hoped she (Millie) would follow sedately the pack alfa (Rebecca) and the disabled bloke in his wheelchair (me). However, no bother, she was to be fast asleep on my bean bag surrounded by puppy paraphernalia, including one of my new brown leather gloves, the minx.
 She later joined us, we had nothing to worry about. She explored and moved with the pack.
One last thing. My brilliant idea to introduce seed of quaking grass picked from beneath a hedge whilst out exploring on mobility scooter, seriously back fired.  
Its everywhere